Sasha Nezlobin: I’m Fine
Pleasance Dome, 10 • Fringe 2026 ★★★★
Much of comic Sasha Nezlobin's material comes from the fact that he was one of the top standups in Russia, then he made a pointed joke after Putin invaded Ukraine, and he had to flee the country to avoid prison. So much of this is culture-clash humour about relocating to Los Angeles with his wife and then 9-year-old daughter, then trying to relaunch his career. And it's been a struggle, having to perform in his second language and new cultural settings. Of course, this is also ripe material for comedy, and Sasha's delivery is ninja-like, as he secretly laces every sentence with a dryly hilarious punchline. It's so rapid-fire that it can be tricky to keep up with him. But the mix of brainy and silly gags is thoroughly entertaining.
Standing on a simple stage surrounded by cutout backlit flames, the sharpest jokes are grounded in topicality, with raid-fire throwaway references to Putin and the Trumps, ChatGPT and Grok, Russia, America and Britain. His offhanded style continually catches us by surprise, eliciting big laughs as he recounts his story. Much of the material connects to the generation gap between his Russian upbringing and his daughter's transformation into a LA teen who isn't thrilled to be living with an impoverished comedian with a "deportable accent". His account of how they left Russia is packed with riotously observant asides that sneak up on us. And his rendition of Eminem's Lose Yourself is blissfully ridiculous.
"I'm trying to be a good American," Sasha insists, "polite in public and racist at home." A long anecdote about a meeting with Kevin Spacey about possibly making a film together is twisty and surprising, with moments of absurdity and a playfully edgy inversion of homophobia. Parts this routine are improvised, and he also regularly crosses out gags in his notes when they don't work. So there's a real sense that we're watching him relearn a skill that once brought him fame, and might do again.
For more: SASHA NEZLOBIN • 14.Aug.26
Titclown: Daddy’s Little Girl
Summerhall, Red Lecture Theatre • Fringe 2026 ★★★★
Almost impossible to describe, this unforgettable show is an unusual intersection of drama, clowning, standup and performance art. There are times when it feels like a theatre student's indulgent senior project, as it uses absurdity to explore astonishingly personal themes. But performer Jessica Aszkenasy, aka Titclown, has such a cheeky likeability that it's impossible not to be gripped by her offbeat storytelling. And the show is full of heart-stopping moments that point out some serious failings in society.
As we enter the lecture theatre at Summerhall, which still smells faintly of formaldehyde, there is a stuffed mannequin on a rocking chair with Jessica lying at his feet, both wearing oversized black suits. A voiceover chatters on in an entitled, self-absorbed way, while Jessica worms around on the floor. Then a title notes Chapter 1: Daddy, and she pops up, smirking as she charms the audience and displays a bulge in her trousers. What follows involves a couple of dildos and some nervy audience participation. The voiceover continues to reveal darker thoughts about toxic masculinity, and Jessica transforms into a woman in Chapter 2: Baby, with a burlesque costume change accompanied by words about relationship issues.
Her point is that men always require too much of her, when all she wants is to relax in safety with them. And in Chapter 3: Annihilation there are video clips of Jeffrey Epstein, Prince Andrew, Donald and Ivanka Trump, Russell Brand and Johnny Depp, demonstrating how society is complicit, only questioning horrific behaviour after it's too late. Meanwhile, Jessica mixes up a batch of scrambled eggs and throws them at the screen. She also interacts with the mannequin in a variety of ways, affectionate and angry, plus an extended bit of crowd surfing. And there's a random bit involving the war in Yugoslavia. There's a lot to chew on in here. Ostensibly a show about hating men, she cleverly reveals much deeper, more complex feelings that will haunt us for a very long time.
For more: TITCLOWN • 14.Aug.26
Burger and a Pint: Treats for the Soul
Pleasance Courtyard, Cellar • Fringe 2026 ★★★★★
Relentlessly hilarious, the standup duo James Trickey and Ted Milligan, aka Burger and a Pint, keep the audience laughing steadily through a set that that is largely made up of sharply well-performed sketches that ripple with absurd wit. These range from extended set pieces to blink-and-you-miss-it quick jabs. And the punchlines fly in from all sides.
They introduce themselves by subverting a standard standup set with some heckling, which morphs into a silly gag. Ted notes that he's bisexual, while James is half Asian, so together they make up one whole minority. They quickly slip in and out of their sketches, including a gruff police interrogation interrupted by the birthday party next door, an Indiana Jones style adventure with a nasty twist and bonkers riffs on Deal or No Deal and Mastermind. There's also the contractually required James Bond bit, and its elaborate choreography is so delightfully ridiculous that we never want it to end.
Their humour often plays with cliches, inverting stereotypes to find new perspectives on familiar scenarios. Through all of this, their characterisations, accents and full-on physicality take us into scenes without the need for props. So even if a couple of sketches are more difficult to sustain (such as an extended Q&A with a dodgy puppeteer), their youthful energy and charm keep us thoroughly engaged. And it's also nice to see that they're not afraid to deliver very close-to-the-edge comedy along the way. This adds some pointed topicality that makes the show engaging on a level beneath the laughter.
For more: BURGER AND A PINT • 15.Aug.26
