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10 Aug 2009
A strange one this. Will Gompertz is a senior director at Tate Gallery and looks it: tall, bookish, bespectacled, with a brow you could advertise on. His show aims to informally inform about the history of modern art from the Impressionists onward and…
23 Aug 2009
Danielle Ward is not, it emerges quickly, your common or garden aide-mémoire comic, reheating pre-cooked observations and serving them on a Styrofoam plate of uninvested playing-at-caring. Her thematic inventiveness is evident from the first skit, a…
11 Aug 2009
Sutherland is a frank middle-aged woman who has led a more interesting life than most. Sadly she seems to think that this plus a few threadbare jokes are enough to carry her autobiographical show. They’re not. Unless your thing is sitting in on a group…
20 Aug 2010
Now whittled down to a lean and confident trio, WitTank’s evolution into a formidable sketch troupe is arguably complete. Performances are accomplished without being distant or over-rehearsed. Pacing is fluid yet relentless. Material is frequently…
23 Aug 2010
You want to like him, you really do. And in another context maybe this gentle show about Dowdeswell’s discovery that his great-grandfather worked with Charlie Chaplin would pass muster. Alas, his mediocre material and rather uneasy delivery are roundly…
16 Aug 2010
This promising new character from Tom Binns (creator of hospital DJ Ivan Brackenbury) is a Sunderland ‘actual psychic’ who can talk to dead celebrities as well as deceased aunties. Some great shambolics and ad-libbing are let down a bit by occasionally…
12 Aug 2010
The blunt, artless title sets the tone. Kiwi comedian Sam Wills is indeed gagged by gaffer tape, for the whole hour. Not a word is spoken. And what might have fallen flat, as the indulgent experiment of lopping a supposedly essential element off an…
24 Aug 2009
Green's material is fine. His delivery is fine. It's hard to fault any specific aspect of his act. Yet the fine whole flatly refuses to be more than its parts' sum. Eagerness to please moves him to defang his more interesting, darker stuff with giggles…
A fame junkie since his gauche childhood in Leeds, Lee presents a video documentary of his own obsessive attempts to be on TV, culminating in a stint as a Nickelodeon UK host. His evident monomaniacal lust for the merest crust of renown is sometimes…
20 Aug 2009
The choice of Kasabian’s ‘Fire’ as the walk-on music for Tom Deacon’s show is telling. It establishes a checklist of expectations which go utterly unchallenged during the subsequent hour of serviceable, unremarkable, rut-deepening comedy. Young Deacon…
19 Aug 2009
Tight sketch comedy by gifted young players and, though some scenes suffer from a too-actorly approach, there are more hits than misses and evidence of a genuine facility with the surreal. The introductory premise of bored schoolkids in detention…
18 Aug 2009
In his sixth visit to the Fringe, the nicest pink-haired ex-punk on earth entertains with tales from his chiaroscuro existence in Chippenham. Stories of his characterful drinking buddies, encounters with stripling bigots and bittersweet nostalgia are…
Comparisons with a certain Kiwi folk-parody duo are inevitable. Rob Castell and Tom Sadler play acoustic guitars and sing comedy songs. They do so very well. Their stage banter is laconic, self-deprecating and funny. Bret and Jemaine might not be…
It’s not a good sign when a wilfully confrontational show comes off as bland and pedestrian. Lickwood has some funny lines and makes a few good points, but his fatally old-fashioned delivery and desperately prosaic observations on Britain’s ethnic…
This disreputable Canadian soapboxer is truly in the ascendant. A perfectly realised tragicomic stage persona (or maybe Glenn is just being Glenn), great lines, heartfelt rage and a skewed but intimate audience rapport make for a rousing, boisterous…
Beyond nerdy, yet playful and ingeniously funny, Steve Mould and Gemma Arrowsmith’s mock-highbrow revue is like a Centre Georges Pompidou of comedy: all exposed plumbing, postmodern form-as-content and paradox fetishism. Hauling a wide load of…
Germany’s best and, by a remarkable coincidence, only international English-language stand-up duo delivers another enjoyable, non-ironically zany knees-up for us Tommies. Henning Wehn is a born comedian even in his second tongue; Otto Kuhnle provides…
16 Aug 2009
Unsure of whether it wants to be physical comedy, gross-out sideshow or gothic visual poetry, this unique hour just about delivers on all three fronts. Shep Huntly, Patrick Bath and Gordo Gamsby (collectively The Dirty Brothers) are dressed in…
14 Aug 2009
The Summer I Did The Leaving recalls a seminal season in the youth of fiddler, raconteur and all-round rudderless hippie Aindrias de Staic (the Leaving Certificate is the Irish equivalent of the Scottish Highers). Through song and story he revisits…
Freshly bearded and with a polished hour of new material on racism, intolerance and the literal luck of the Irish, Farnan is in firm control of his pacy, compassionate show. His natural charm bridges the occasional dry spell, and the overall impression…
8 Aug 2009
The unflappable Geordie lass looks a bit intimidating on the Mr Muscle-themed poster for her new show, but a minute in her company reassures us that the butch press campaign is just skylarking. Last year’s if.comedy Best Newcomer is in flying form, with…
21 Aug 2008
The ambit of what has not yet been done shrinks ever smaller. Pity the poor alternative comedians, clutching at auxiliary originalities as the pool of unprecedented material ebbs to nothing: slicker, quicker jokes, more postmodernism, cynicism…
Strappingly acted, cleverly written and innovatively staged, this intriguing narrative sketch show is let down by its indecision. At times it's content with its many funny lines and characters, at others it seems to lust vainly after an earnest…
14 Aug 2008
Consisting entirely of up-to-the-minute topical satire skits, this all-singing, all-dancing soapbox couldn't be more contemporary. Yet there's something desperately antiquated about it, something broad and music hall. In theory this is no bad thing.
By the end of his self-introduction, before he's even reached the stage, David O'Doherty has his audience braying like donkeys. The Dublin comic has done so many consistently enjoyable Fringe shows that getting laughs must be like shooting fish in a…
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