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Reginald D Hunter's latest offering doesn't have the same insight of clever phraseology of his previous shows, writes a disappointed Julian Hall.
Some deft story-telling and an eye for winning absurdity makes Paul Sinha's Extreme Anti-White Vitriol a joy, writes Ben Clover.
Josh Howie's Gran Slam is at times virtuosic, but something's not quite right, says Paul Fleckney.
For every Jason the Very Rich Tiger there's a woman who lives in a shoe, finds Jay Richardson in his evaluation of Holly Burn's oddball offering, Living and Dying.
In his umpteenth Edinburgh show, Paul Foot proves he is still a master of unpredictable, surreal storytelling, and even manages to get away with brandishing a toy golliwog as well, writes Paul Fleckney.
