Edinburgh Fringe comedy review

It was great to be in a room as buzzing with anticipation as this.  

And once he got started, the smirking, entitled Finlay Christie acknowledges that he was born with at least a pewter spoon in his mouth.  The least he can do with that privilege is send it up, and he does so beautifully, tongue-in-cheek plaintive about his lack of struggle or challenging emotional disorders.  

While life is all going rather well, performing internationally and holidaying in South America, he takes himself down a peg or two with anecdotes about being mocked in Scandinavia and being called upon to demonstrate his support of the LGBTQ+ community in an unanticipated manner.

Having grown up in a generation who find themselves endlessly fascinating, Christie has documented plenty of home-grown, cringe-inducing teenage white rap and beaming selfies with his private school homies.  It’s hilariously, revealingly embarrassing but, of course, it’s been no impediment to his comedic rise.

There are plenty of gags woven through the stories (hurrah for gags, such an endangered species in comedy these days) and the show includes a masterful callback that’s been five years in the making to my certain knowledge.  

It’s good to see someone this relatively young (25) so at ease interacting smartly with the audience without bagging them, owning the room and having put together a structured, worked-out and very funny piece of work.

Review date: 3 Aug 2024
Reviewed by: Julia Chamberlain
Reviewed at: Monkey Barrel Comedy Club