‘Smile: The Story of Charlie Chaplin’ (Pleasance Below, until AUG 25 – not AUG 13)

“Cole’s performance wrings every ounce of humour and pathos from the story.”

Editorial Rating:  4  Stars (Nae Bad)

As a massive Chaplin fan, this one-man tribute to one of the world’s greatest entertainers leapt out at me from the poster. I’m pleased to say it didn’t disappoint.

Marcel Cole is a talented actor, dancer, and mime artist who puts all of his physical skills to work in this highly visual and engaging show. Tracking Chaplin’s career from birth in the slums of Victorian London to international superstardom via Hollywood, Cole’s performance wrings every ounce of humour and pathos from the story. Bearing much more than a passing resemblance to his subject – especially in his familiar guise as “the tramp” – Cole is much more than a mere impersonator. Every movement and mannerism evokes the presence of the master comedian.

The early part of the show, which establishes Chaplin’s formative years in the silent movie era, necessarily depends strongly on creative and entertaining use of mime. Cole’s elastic face and expressive gestures quickly connect with the audience. Then, with the arrival of the talkies, both Chaplin and Cole find their voice, adding verbal humour to the visual. One way in which Cole is even able to improve upon his subject’s act is by getting some members of his audience to participate. Chaplin famously broke “the fourth wall” in his films by looking directly at the camera; Cole goes a stage further by inviting volunteers on stage (and not just from the front row!) to help him enact short scenes from his life and works. Under Cole’s politely subtle direction, a lady and three gentlemen took turns to re-enact scenes from Chaplin’s biography and works such as ‘The Gold Rush’ and ‘The Great Dictator’, even involving a chase around the auditorium at one stage.

One criticism often levelled at Chaplin’s work was his tendency to include too much tragedy as a counterpoint to the slapstick. Cole wisely avoids this, steering clear of overdoing the pathos: it’s there, but a smile is rarely too far away. Nor does the show shy away from Chaplin’s political views, which were rather radical for Hollywood in his day. His film The Great Dictator is featured, convincingly recreating its biting satire of Hitler, but Cole goes above and beyond Chaplin’s critique, wryly situating it within the wider scope of global politics in the 1950s.

Performed in Pleasance Below, a small to medium-sized space at Pleasance Courtyard, the production shows what magic can be created with imaginative use of film clips, sound effects, screen captions, quick costume changes, and the sheer physicality of Cole’s performance. Most of the audience were on their feet to give rapturous applause at the end of the show.

My only minor quibble would be that the first ten minutes of the performance I saw maybe wasn’t quite as slick as it could have been, with the pace and the changes of focus being perhaps a little on the slow side. But it’s still early in the show’s run and I’m sure this will improve; in any case, later in the show things soon pick up speed, when changes of mood provide much light and shade. The show runs for the full length of the Fringe and is well worth a look – and not just if you’re a Chaplin fan.


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‘Lydia Bennett Works In Finance’ (Ivy Studio in Greenside @ George Street, until AUG 23 – not AUG 10 or 17)

“Laugh-out-loud lines such as ‘He couldn’t find my clit if he used a flashlight and a bloodhound!’ are an indicator that this play is not suitable for GCSE revision. “

Editorial Rating: 5 Stars (Outstanding)

Fans of classic fiction will recognise the name of the eponymous heroine of this acerbically funny comedy as the youngest of the five sisters in Jane Austen’s masterpiece Pride and Prejudice. In this sassily updated reinvention, writer and performer Trelawny Kean presents us with a feisty present-day version of Lydia as a high-maintenance drama queen who finds herself homeless and unemployed after walking out on George Wickham.

In the source novel, Lydia is described as “silly, vain, and absolutely uncontrolled” as well as “wild, noisy and fearless”. The modern Lydia presented by Kean is very much in this mould, but don’t worry if you’re not familiar with the book. The pacy style of the show could be described as something along the lines of Jane Austen meets Bridget Jones and is very enjoyable on its own terms as a comic account of the life of a modern girl who always seems to be a footnote in someone else’s love story.

The second half of the show’s title helps to emphasise the production’s contemporary vibe by echoing the song (I’m Looking For A) Man In Finance by Girl On A Couch (Megan Boni) which was a viral TikTok hit in summer 2024. An engaging juxtaposition of past and present is loudly evoked as Lydia in 2024 plays the song on her phone and Kean energetically gyrates to the amplified beat; the modern lyrics reflecting Austen’s 200 year-old concerns about single women who complain about their relationship status whilst having unrealistic expectations of men.

Performed single-handedly with two giant suitcases and their contents as set, props, and costume, Kean makes ideal casting for a one-woman show in the intimate black-box Ivy Studio in Greenside @ George Street. Seen at close quarters, her comically mobile face vividly conveys expressions ranging from manic frustration to Machiavellian cunning as the needy Lydia attempts to manipulate family and friends via her ever-present mobile phone.

There are laughs a-plenty in the dialogue, though it’s worth noting that the age guideline is 16+. Laugh-out-loud lines such as “He couldn’t find my clit if he used a flashlight and a bloodhound!” are an indicator that this play is not suitable for GCSE revision.

This is an absolute gem of a show that will be running for most of this month, but seating in this small studio venue is limited, so book early.

 


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‘Fly, You Fools!’ (Beyond @ Pleasance Courtyard, until AUG 25 – not AUG 7 or 18)

“As an obvious spoof (of Lord of the Rings), the melodramatic action and pastiche dialogue presented by the cast draw gales of laughter from the audience.”

Editorial Rating: 5 Stars (Outstanding)

Hot on the heels of Hold On To Your Butts at the same venue (see my earlier review) the New York-based theatre company Recent Cutbacks have another hit on their hands with a matching piece of comic theatrical spoofery of a relatively recent movie classic, Lord of the Rings.

Once again, the company presents a fast-paced “lo-fi” scene-for-scene parody, this time of Peter Jackson’s blockbuster, performed by a small troupe of three actors making frantic use of DIY props, back projection, shadow puppetry, mime, and knockabout physical theatre to create a hilarious take on the epic fantasy adventure. The comic mayhem is enhanced by an on-stage Foley Artist (that’s a Hollywood term for a sound-effects creator) who sits at a desk stage right with a laptop, a microphone, and a huge selection of musical instruments, sandboxes, crinkly paper, a cutlery drawer, and other assorted noise-making thingumajigs with which to enhance the tomfoolery.

The company create a vivid sense of the gothic sword-and-sorcery ambience of the movie as a backdrop to their merciless satire of the Tokien universe. The opportunities for parody are particularly good verbally as well as visually in this show, with much tongue-in-cheek pastiche of the portentous tone of Tolkien’s language and the apocalyptic register in which his lines are delivered by some of the grandiose actors who play his characters: yes, I mean you, Sir Ian McKellen (think: “Morrr-dorrr!”). Fans of the film will revel in recognising the parodic spoofs of key scenes, whist those unfamiliar with the source work and even young children (Over 8s) will enjoy the knockabout action and silly posturing of actors doing comic impressions of orcs, elves, dwarves, and wizards.
As an obvious spoof, the melodramatic action and pastiche dialogue presented by the cast draw gales of laughter from the audience. But it occurred to me whilst watching the show, that the sheer inventiveness of the physical theatre and the imaginative use of mime and suggestion by the cast – even if done straight-faced – could well have brought a theatrical adaptation of the book to the stage 40 years ago, when such a thing was thought impossible. However, there is nothing straight-faced about this laugh-out-loud romp through Middle Earth – I’ll never be able to read the novel again without giggling.

Like its co-production Hold On To Your Butts, this show runs at the Pleasance Courtyard (though in the Pleasance Beyond auditorium) until 25th August (not 7th or 18th), so book early as I suspect it will be yet another of the hottest tickets in town.

 


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‘Murmuration’ (Mint Studio in Greenside @ George Square, until AUG 16 – not AUG 10)

“A subtle and nuanced show; more storytelling than stand-up.”

Editorial Rating: 3 Stars (Nae Bad)

The comedian Steve Vertigo’s posters and flyers for this show promise “A sharp avian romp starring AI, me and 38,000 starlings”. Maybe my imagination flew off on a flight of fancy in response to this, but the technological wizardry that this implied to me did not materialise. Vertigo’s one-man show consists of a comic monologue delivered by the man himself, flapping his arms whilst dressed in a suggestion of avian costume. No distractions are offered in the small, setless black-box Mint Studio in Greenside @ George Street.

Vertigo is one of those comics who come from a long and honourable northern tradition of slightly lugubrious characters with a deadpan style of delivery. But there is more to this lanky, cloth-capped humourist than meets the eye. A former Rave DJ and Computer Games Design teacher, he is described in his own publicity as a “gangly idiot” known for his “daft and surreal story-telling…Jackanory on drugs”.

There is some engaging observational humour on the subject of technology at the beginning of the show, as Vertigo riffs on the way in which very expensive modern gadgetry – fitbits, Apple watches, Alexa – manipulate our lives rather than serve us. There were ripples of knowing laughter as he told a story (which sounded all too true) about how his doorbell camera once locked him out of his own house when he couldn’t answer the security questions.

Whilst his act could not honestly be described as laugh-out-loud funny, there is a gently quirky and offbeat humour at work here: just as one might encounter when accidentally wandering into some forgotten backstreet pub in an industrial town and finding yourself standing at the bar, being engaged in conversation by the local eccentric.

As the show’s title suggests, Vertigo has a fascination for the swirling clouds of thousands of birds that sometimes swarm in the skies above towns where large numbers of starlings roost. Engaged and spoken to by one of these avian acrobats, Vertigo heads cloudward to give a surreal birds-eye view of the left-field side of life.

This is a subtle and nuanced show; more storytelling than stand-up. But for those who like their comedy understated and ethereal, it is an agreeable enough way to spend 50 minutes in mid-afternoon, rather like listening to a live recording for Radio 4.

 


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‘Mitch Benn: The Lehrer Effect’ (Venue 302, until AUG 25th)

“It’s a fast-paced, blend of showmanship and showcasing that is, most importantly, properly entertaining and worthy of its august subject.”

Editorial Rating: 5 Stars (Outstanding)

Mitch Benn should be made to stand in the arrivals hall at Heathrow, Gatwick, or Turnhouse and welcome people into the country. He is a national treasure forged in the Bedlamic crucible of Edinburgh in and beyond the Fringe. His voice is possibly probably the finest vocal instrument this side of Brian Blessed. As one of the two most admired comic songsters of the current age, who better than Benn to deliver a 60-minute lecture on the wonder and wonderosity of the late, great Tom Lehrer?* Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq., perhaps, but Bedford’s own was too busy elbowing your not especially humble correspondent in the ribs and making shushing noises during all my best singing along – like he was Maturin meeting Aubrey.

*Leher was the latter, but not quite yet the former when the curtain went up on the night of 26 July at Bedfringe.

Articulate, intellectual, sceptical, musical. If you need to be sold on Tom Leher there’s a chance you cannot be redeemed for a pocket full of winning lottery tickets. Have you been living under a rock since 1944 – when Lehrer first put notes to paper with his “The Subway Song”? HCCKKCC PW if you didn’t know that or that there have been 16 new elements discavard since 1959.

This is a show that rests on zero laurels, Benn’s or Lehrer’s. It’s a fast-paced, blend of showmanship and showcasing that is, most importantly, properly entertaining and worthy of its august subject. Here’s a show that has ‘regular retirement cruise ship gig’ written all over it. Lehrer recently placed all of his songs in the public domain, so we can expect a tribute act or three down the line. Will they have this pace, this energy, this level of insight? Glass coffin / remains to be seen.

Come for the nostalgia. Stay for the freshness. Get your leather elbow-patched coats on and go see this!

 


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‘Don Quixote’ at Venue 20 until 25th AUG (not 19th)

“Knockabout slapstick; quick changes of scene, costume, and prop; melodramatic mime; abrupt changes of mood, from absurd whimsicality to reflective melancholy to quickfire gags; all accompanied by live music and song.”

Editorial Rating: 4 Stars (Nae Bad)

The Finland-based Red Nose Company has been entertaining international audiences since 2008, garlanded with many awards for the quality of their productions along the way. This is their second visit to the Edinburgh Fringe with Don Quixote, the evergreen tale of the deluded would-be knight of the title and his faithful servant Sancho Panza.

The story is a four hundred year-old literary classic, exploring the human mind’s capacity for folly. Quixote is a minor aristocrat, driven by too much reading of chivalric romances to believe himself a knight errant. Recruiting a lowly farm labourer as his “squire”, he sets off on a journey, seeking adventure, romance, and a heroic reputation. This framework of soaring delusion being undermined by grim reality is a perfect set-up for what is essentially an extended Renaissance sitcom. Misunderstandings abound, with innkeepers’ daughters being mistaken for princesses; country pubs being mistaken for castles; and most famously, distant windmills being taken for fairytale giants. At every turn in the dialogue, Quixote’s lofty rhetoric is brought crashing down by the earthy, cynical realism of Panza’s wry observations and mockery of his deluded master.

As their name suggests, the Red Nose Theatre perform as clowns – but not the largely silent mime artists one might see in a circus. These clowns speak and there is much interaction with the audience. Timo and Tuukka play all parts, including the two adventurers. As might be expected, there is much physicality in their humour: knockabout slapstick; quick changes of scene, costume, and prop; melodramatic mime; abrupt changes of mood, from absurd whimsicality to reflective melancholy to quickfire gags; all accompanied by live music and song.

A simple set consisting of a pair of red curtains upstage is all that’s needed for a setting; everything else is created by the actions of the two-man cast and the imagination of the audience. One slight drawback with this production is the choice of venue. The Bijou Theatre at Assembly on George Street is situated in The Spiegeltent, that well- known “big top” marquee with a 1920s cabaret-style interior that’s been a feature of the Fringe for years in various locations. Whilst suitably reminiscent of a circus tent, the wooden framework requires numerous fairly wide columns to hold it up, two of which are immediately either side of the forestage. These can cause a few sightline problems from certain seats, so maybe get there early to ensure you get a good view?

The performance I saw was their opening afternoon of a run that will see them here for the full Fringe season. The pace was very slightly on the slow side, but I have no doubt that the show will gather momentum as word gets around. Well worth a visit.


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‘Tweedy’s Massive Circus’ (Venue 360, until Aug 21)

“A riot of perfectly pitched clowning.”

Editorial Rating:  5 Stars (Outstanding)

Our latest Fringe adventure was off to the smaller of the two big top in the Meadows. Tweedy is a well-kent face. Giffords, the famous circus, has been Tweedy’s home for well over a decade but now he has struck out on his own with Tweedy’s Massive Circus.

Massive is the right word because for Tweedy really is a giant of this world. He’s created is own circus – which the audience gleefully taunts him it being tiny with whenever he says it is massive. His massive/tiny circus (delete as appropriate) has landed at the Fringe.

Tweedy is the sun around which everything revolves but the rest of the cast are a talented bunch. Sam, Reuben and Lulu (who is constantly teased for being a terrible actress) and Tweedy’s nemesis, and funder, Madame La Reine (latterly Madame Latrine and Madame Lasgna). Sam, in particular, manages to steal some of the scenes but this is the Tweedy show. He really is a clown at the top of his game. It takes years of practice to look this shambolic.

My youngest, 8, loved every minute it of it; hooting with delight and at points doubled over with laughter. From the moment Tweedy came out in a tiny car, through tight-rope walking, vegan vampires, plate spinning, toilet humour, ladder play, dinosaur aerialists, and juggling.A riot of perfectly pitched clowning. He has the audience in the palm of his hand and as well as the ”tiny” teasing he has numerous lines that the crowd get behind as if a pantomime as popped into the summer sun. Oh no it hasn’t!

The story is simple: Tweedy has convinced Madame La Reine (latterly Latrine and Lasagna) to finance his massive circus and, whenever she appears, he manages to make some catastrophic error. She wants a world-class circus of the golden age. Tweedy has delivered something different. Of course, each failure is funnier than the last.

Tweedy is so good you never know if he is vibing or if it is scripted. It is an odd mix of high-level clowning and outright anarchy. The cast are forever trying to make the others laugh with adlibs or outright corpsing. There was one moment when Tweedy manages to suspend himself by the groin and he yelped in what seemed like genuine pain… I’ll never known if it was planned or not.

Many of these kids shows appeal to 5 year olds and – honestly – parents are checking the football scores. This is good, old-fashioned family fun. Everyone is laughing. Yes. It is silly. Yes. It is rude. Yes. It is puerile. Yes. It is slapstick. Which is, as they say in France, le sodding point.

As every great clown knows: no one – literally no one – wants plates spinning to stay up. We all want the Emma Bridgewater stuff smashed. An raucous, hour of bonkers delight. This is what clowning should be… which brings me to my slight negative was there was (on the day I went) no custard pies.

Go for the clowns, stay for the support cast. Get your coats on and see this.

‘The Kids Always Win’ (Venue 24, until AUG 25th)

“Strong stage presences, very funny and excellent with kids”

Editorial Rating: 4 Stars (Nae Bad)

We arrived at The Patter House early and I had time to witness a crime against humanity. £6.80 of His Majesty’s Pounds for one of the worst pints of Guinness I’ve ever had in my life served in a plastic cup. This was not the fault of the lads behind ‘The Kids Always Win’. I had to suffer that pint. It is only fair readers understand the things I suffer for my art.

But what of the show? The concept is simple. A game show – spinning around deep audience participation – where, you’ve guessed it, the kids always win.

Tom and Max are strong stage presences, very funny and excellent with kids. Numerous kids get up on stage and they are all made to feel at home.

The games are gleefully funny (I was thrashed by my eight-year old). There are switcheroos, goalposts are shifted and adults are thrown curveball after curveball. There are a nice few running gags throughout. My two are experienced Fringe goers now and they enjoyed this show both commenting on how fun it was and how much they laughed. The show was also about 50 minutes long rather than an hour. This is not a criticism. For kids from 4-8 this is probably the ideal length – other performers who aim their work at children really should know this.

The kids loved the result and I won’t spoil a small surprise every kid will love towards the end. Admittedly, there were a couple of moments that didn’t quite land as well but that is to be expected in any show that relies entirely on audience participation. Overall this was a grand wee show that deserved the full house and deserved to be at a bigger audience. Just the sort of silly, puerile, crackers show that the Fringe needs for kids. No, it isn’t massively deep. No, it doesn’t really have a core message to connect with our core. It was a good old fashioned kids show that had them laughing throughout. And there is nothing wrong with that. Quite the opposite.

Come for the gameshow. Stay for the raucous interaction. Get your coats on and go see this.

 

‘Back to Black: The Music of Amy Winehouse’ (Venue 53, Aug 13-24)

“John Gardner wrote more James Bond novels than Ian Fleming. Similarly, we can hope to see Beau performing as Winehouse for a longer duration than her subject,who was, unquestionably, one of the most expressive contralto singers since Marian Anderson.”

Editorial Rating: 5 Stars (Outstanding)

She was an icon. She was a legend. She was gone from us far too soon. It is all but impossible to stroll through the popup bars and cafes of EdFringe24 without encountering the music of Amy Jade Winehouse (1983 – 2011). Her legacy of sound and song bends the fabric of musical space and time. The Winehouse catalogue is among the most accessibly, unashamedly classical set of jazz numbers in the known universe and, like her life, fits all too easily into an EdFringe hour’s worth of stage traffic.

Brighton-based Reine Beau Anderson Dudley has been performing as Winehouse for almost five years. John Gardner wrote more James Bond novels than Ian Fleming. Similarly, we can hope to see Beau performing as Winehouse for a longer duration than her subject,who was, unquestionably, one of the most expressive contralto singers since Marian Anderson.

Night Owl Shows do exactly what is stated on the tin. Yes, there’s a formula. Yes, there’s an uncomplicated lightness of touch. BUT, most importantly, there’s an unabashed reverence for and unashamed deference towards the music showcased and those who created it. Night Owl staged over 239 appearances at EdFringe19, receiving 7 five-star reviews and 5 awards with over 100 sold-out shows during the run. There is no mystery to their success. They’re chuffing brilliant at what they do and what they do is pure entertainment done proper.

Reine as Winehouse is neither a fawning parody nor is it a lifeless caricature. It is a sincere love letter. It is a gem set in a glittering ensemble of heavyweight talent in her backing band. Reine breathes life into each number with pitch-perfect audience work as well as lively banter and badinage with her onstage colleagues. The only thing thing that’s missing is an atmospheric smoke machine to counterbalance the tear-jerkingly accurate mirror being held up to a lost legend.

Get your unvented double-breasted thrift store coats on, do try not to throw them on the floor, and go see this!


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Monkeys Everywhere (Venue 33, Aug 11-13, 15-20, 22-25)

“Riotous, clever, sensitive, hilarious – a genuine pick of the Fringe”

Editorial Rating:  5 Stars (Outstanding)

My youngest is a fan of monkeys. Monkey daft. If it is simian, she is agog. If it not, she generally is, well, erm not agog. It was inevitable then when I threw the the Fringe Guide at the Young Team that Monkeys Everywhere would come back circled. A delayed start to the Fringe for us but we trooped off to the Pleasance and were jolly pleased we did.

Garry Elizabeth Starr swings onto stage through his makeshift bedroom of scaffolding (hardcore IKEA work this). A grown man swinging and rolling around scaffolding like an Olympic gymnast (narrowly missing his bonce a few times) wasn’t what I expected but it was an explosion onto the stage which continued for the full hour. It wasn’t immediately clear to me why he was dressed as an extra from Blackadder II but it all added to the bonkers charm of it all. More men should wear ruffs.

Starr is a master of his art. Children heckle, run onto the stage, cause mayhem and this involvement seems only to add to Starr’s humour. One begins to suspect the little terrors are actually on the payroll in some way or other. It takes huge skill to ad lib as much as Starr did in the show I went to whilst sticking to the thrust of the show and hanging it all together.

My children, and and the vast ranks behind me, were howling and hooting. Adults were too. The running theme throughout the show is Starr’s mental health and he uses the idea of controlling the myriad monkeys as a metaphor. This leads to a few moments when all of the audience – big or small – are forced to think deeply. Then, just as you are pondering, something hilarious happens or Starr gets a phone call from the Prime Minister of Theatre.

This show is what children’s shows should be about. Showing them the utter joy of theatre. Taking them away from the day-to-day. Making them bellylaugh but also making them feel and think about big things. There is a lot of laughter – how could there not be? After all there is magic, physical comedy, magic, toilet humour, poo flinging and clever, constant audience participation that smashes any pretence at a fourth wall. There is though a serious edge. This is difficult terrain in an adult’s show. It is harder again for children’s shows. Starr skips along that tightrope.

If a good kids show includes jokes that sail over the heads of the little darlings, a great kids show makes adults and kids think alike. Some of the younger ones won’t get the metaphors and that is fine… they’ll giggle away. Others will and that’s good too. After all, the only thing more exhausting than having monkeys everywhere, is trying to pretend they’re not.

Riotous, clever, sensitive, hilarious – a genuine pick of the Fringe.

Go for the monkeys. Stay for the bananas. Get your coats on and see this.