A contemporary reinventon of Shakespeare’s sonnets was always going to be a risk.
Harold Pinter’s final play, Celebration, is widely regarded as one of his funniest and most accessible works.
I didn’t have high hopes for a school drama group bringing one of the classic plays of the twentieth century to the Fringe.
George Dillon gives us a virtuoso performance, cutting into the mind of loneliness.
The Oxford Imps have a big reputation on the student comedy scene, a reputation that wasn’t fully realised at the last of their preview performances.
We are given a window into a mental asylum as this absurdist tale of tragic delusion unfolds before us.
A well structured, clever and charming hour of stand-up comedy, Juliet Meyers was a joy to watch.
A scattering of cardboard boxes, newspaper and plastic bags greet the audience on stage.
Its a hard job to get a small, mostly drunken, late night audience on your side.
Edinburgh can be a lonely place in August, as I found out turning up as the solitary audience member for Masses Man at C aquila.
Markus Birdman is a likable comedian but his set sadly lacked that vital something to make him a really funny one as well.
A brave attempt at something different, Foil, Arms and Hog flirted with comedy gold but their reliance on some cheap jokes and a few too many silly faces let them down.
An inconsistent show which never quite gained momentum, Jigsaw was full of good ideas which weren’t properly realised and fell by the wayside to badly executed surrealism and poor …
Traversing the line between the silly and the outrageous whilst keeping a comic dignity is a difficult skill to master.
Opening on a living room complete with incense, plastic Buddha and meditating woman, Hex is an hour long stylish lampoon of silly new age ideas and the charlatans they breed.
Advertised in the Fringe guidebook as ‘David Kelly is Shameless’, the show turned out to be rebranded as ‘David Kelly and Laura Carr Have No Shame’.