Kate Berlant: Communikate review – the most vivid new comic voice on the fringe

Assembly George Square, Edinburgh
This pin-sharp satire on self-love doesn’t aspire to comedy so much as ‘connect’ with its audience, yet positively gleams with surprises and smart impro

‘I’m gonna go.” The first words of American comic Kate Berlant’s Edinburgh debut sets the tone. She has entered the stage, read the room – and tonight, it just doesn’t feel right, so “I’m gonna go”. Spoiler alert: she doesn’t – and thank goodness, because what follows is a pin-sharp satire on self-love and self-care, millennial-style. It’s effectively character-comedy, but Berlant is brave, or devious, enough to pretend the character is her.

To what extent she has a prepared set, or whether she’s making it up on the hoof, is hard to tell. She is, the New York Times tells us, “at the forefront of experimental comedy”. Hers is not so much a show as a 60-minute preen. We meet a woman whose self-regard needs its own exclusion zone, who assumes we must be fascinated by her every utterance. She isn’t here to perform comedy – perish the vulgar thought! – but to commentate, moment by moment, on the connection she’s making with her crowd. “I’m interested in the different tonalities of your laughter,” she blathers – and she nails the precious little vainglory of this brittle, self-delighted persona.

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Ciarán Dowd: Don Rodolfo review – spoof swashbuckler is surprisingly seductive

Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh
Character comedy doesn’t come less cutting-edge, but despite his cheesy cliches and nonsense machismo, Dowd has his way with the crowd

Imagine Zorro struggling with the Spanish accent and with a weakness for fondue, and you’ve a flavour – it should be a cheesy one – of Ciarán Dowd’s buzzy character-comedy show. Don Rodolfo Martini Toyota is a 17th-century swordsman on a mission to avenge his father’s death. His rival is near, but before he confronts him, he’s here to tell us his life story, offer seduction tips – watch out, though, or you’ll drown in his eyes – and send up as many narrative cliches as you can shake a rapier at.

That flashing blade is the only thing cutting-edge about this solo debut from one-third of the sketch troupe Beasts. You’ve seen other spoof swashbucklers that revel in their cheapness as they both mock and celebrate storytelling convention. But few are as entertaining as Dowd’s, or as plumply stuffed with funnies. From the Andalucia-by-way-of-Drogheda accent, to the blithe anachronisms and nonsense machismo (“I both have and am a world-class bell-end”), it’s laughs all the way as Rodolfo and his hobby horse tour Europe, absent-mindedly torching buildings as they go.

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Hamilton goes Formula One, unseen Blue Peter and Maureen Lipman goes for it: Edinburgh festival 2018 – in pictures

Tape Face strikes again, TV cult and internet sensation Limmy uploads his videos, while Owen Roberts lets a six-year-old write his show for this year’s fringe.
All photography by Murdo MacLeod

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Rose Matafeo: Horndog review – volcanic standup about love and sex

Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh
Matafeo’s neurosis, intelligence and flamboyant sense of her own ridiculousness make her a near-perfect comedian

. Now she explains why she’s never been quite right for romantic lead. Horndog is a history of the New Zealand comic’s brushes with love and sex – and, having kissed nine people in her life (she’s 26), that easily fits into a fringe hour. And what an hour it is: another storming set from a woman whose neuroses, intelligence and flamboyant sense of her own ridiculousness make her a near-perfect comedian.

There are fewer frills or set-pieces than in Matafeo’s previous work. Horndog is just a volcanic eruption of standup, occasionally embellished by loud blasts of audiovisual. We are told she has recently experienced a breakup, which isn’t the show’s theme but its context. Why, Matafeo wants to know, is she so obsessive about relationships? Wherefore her peculiar definition of horniness: “Girls putting 100% into something that’s not worth it”?

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The best shows at the Edinburgh festival 2018

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Sheeps: Live and Loud Selfie Sex Harry Potter review – sorrowful, silly, utterly sublime

Pleasance Dome, Edinburgh
The comedy trio return in stunning style, weaving rage, hurt and absurdity into one gleefully funny sketch show

Six years ago in the Queen Dome venue – one of Edinburgh’s best for comedy – Pappy’s delivered their never-to-be-forgotten Last Show Ever, a hymn to youthful friendship wrapped in a killer set of sketches. Now Sheeps take to the same stage with something similar, and almost as fine: a gloriously silly show about itself, and about growing up and growing apart, finely stitched into a series of unpredictable, beautifully performed sketches. It left me light-headed with enjoyment.

Maybe that’s because I’m already a fan: if you have seen Sheeps’ earlier work, or are familiar with Liam Williams’ dour persona elsewhere, this show’s razzle-dazzle song-and-dance opener is intensely funny. (“We’re funny,” they sing, in dreadful voices, “and the show is go-o-o-d.”) And so it is, even if it’s constantly interrupted by fall-guy Daran Johnson, harping on the heartache of a recent breakup. As the hour progresses – we visit an east London tech company with an in-house riddler; we meet reactionary thinker du jour Jordan B Peterson – a backstory comes together of how Williams and Al Roberts have been gulled into bringing Sheeps back to Edinburgh.

At Pleasance Dome, Edinburgh, until 27 August.

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Ad Libido review – taking female pleasure into her own hands

Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh
Fran Bushe’s comedy uses glitter and smart songs to advocate better understanding of sex for women

Fran Bushe wants to fix sex. Armed with glitter, songs and a diagram of her vulva, she’s on a mission to kickstart her own libido and change how we think and talk about female pleasure – and its opposite – in the bedroom. After trying and failing to enjoy sex for 15 years and facing a parade of unhelpful advice from GPs, Bushe is taking matters into her own hands.

Though, of course, it’s not that simple. Bushe wants a quick fix, a happy ending, but much of her solo show is about how life – and sex – don’t work that way. At least not in the sexually unequal society we still live in. Ad Libido is unapologetically personal, to the extent of including intimate snippets from Bushe’s teenage diary, yet it also lightly suggests the external pressures that many women feel when making decisions about sex. Often throughout Bushe’s quest it becomes as much about soothing the feelings of male partners as trying to make sex pleasurable for herself.

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Ad Libido review – taking female pleasure into her own hands

Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh
Fran Bushe’s comedy uses glitter and smart songs to advocate better understanding of sex for women

Fran Bushe wants to fix sex. Armed with glitter, songs and a diagram of her vulva, she’s on a mission to kickstart her own libido and change how we think and talk about female pleasure – and its opposite – in the bedroom. After trying and failing to enjoy sex for 15 years and facing a parade of unhelpful advice from GPs, Bushe is taking matters into her own hands.

Though, of course, it’s not that simple. Bushe wants a quick fix, a happy ending, but much of her solo show is about how life – and sex – don’t work that way. At least not in the sexually unequal society we still live in. Ad Libido is unapologetically personal, to the extent of including intimate snippets from Bushe’s teenage diary, yet it also lightly suggests the external pressures that many women feel when making decisions about sex. Often throughout Bushe’s quest it becomes as much about soothing the feelings of male partners as trying to make sex pleasurable for herself.

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The Tape Face Show review – kohl-eyed comedian comes unstuck

Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh
Sam Wills’ mime and prop-act is a big draw, but his new show ramps up expectations with too little comedy payoff

A new show, with all-new routines, from the erstwhile Boy With Tape on His Face is bound to be a big Edinburgh draw. It was here, before the West End runs and stints on America’s Got Talent, that Sam Wills’ mime and prop-comedy act first made waves. I regret having to report, then, that this is his weakest offering, a series of audience-interactive stunts that trade over and again in the not-so-comic clash between bombastic buildup and underwhelming anticlimax.

Wills’ earlier shows as the kohl-eyed boy with the gaffer-taped mouth mixed household-object visual gags with improbable on-stage games for audience members. Usually, they climaxed in some visual coup that Wills had worked to accomplish. But too often here, there’s no payoff. Whether it’s his paper aeroplane contest with a punter, the walking on broken glass sequence, or the pillow fight opener, invention is at a minimum and the expected flourish seldom comes. Time after time, it’s just hype (lights, loud music, Wills ramping up our expectations), followed by audience members doing something stubbornly unexceptional on stage.

At the Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh, until 26 August.

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The Tape Face Show review – kohl-eyed comedian comes unstuck

Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh
Sam Wills’ mime and prop-act is a big draw, but his new show ramps up expectations with too little comedy payoff

A new show, with all-new routines, from the erstwhile Boy With Tape on His Face is bound to be a big Edinburgh draw. It was here, before the West End runs and stints on America’s Got Talent, that Sam Wills’ mime and prop-comedy act first made waves. I regret having to report, then, that this is his weakest offering, a series of audience-interactive stunts that trade over and again in the not-so-comic clash between bombastic buildup and underwhelming anticlimax.

Wills’ earlier shows as the kohl-eyed boy with the gaffer-taped mouth mixed household-object visual gags with improbable on-stage games for audience members. Usually, they climaxed in some visual coup that Wills had worked to accomplish. But too often here, there’s no payoff. Whether it’s his paper aeroplane contest with a punter, the walking on broken glass sequence, or the pillow fight opener, invention is at a minimum and the expected flourish seldom comes. Time after time, it’s just hype (lights, loud music, Wills ramping up our expectations), followed by audience members doing something stubbornly unexceptional on stage.

At the Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh, until 26 August.

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