The Scotsman

COMEDY Sean Mcloughlin: You Can’t Ignore Me Forever Laughing Horse @ City Cafe (Venue 85) JAY RICHARDSON

- Until today, 6:45pm.

Performing his fifth show at the Fringe in five years, Sean Mcloughlin worries that he’s

got nothing new to say, even if he takes comfort in this being the first he’s written without him being in the full grip of a crisis. That’s not entirely true though, as he’s still afflicted by his mediocrity. Having failed to break out with a fine show at the Pleasance last year, he’s only just getting by in comedy and has retreated to the Free Festival, aware that some of his stand-up peers are drowning in their millions while others are taking desperate bookings anywhere.

Although he refuses to compromise profession­ally, offended by a publicist’s notion that he ought to invent a more interestin­g backstory, he’s happy to be a liar in his personal life, arguing that it’s life’s little fictions that smooth the pursuit of romance. With a particular­ly intense blend of arrogance and vulnerabil­ity, he reveals how his itinerant, unpredicta­ble comedian’s lifestyle means that the dating chitchat of most girls leaves him bored, his belated enthusiasm for sowing his wild oats and discoverin­g pornograph­y manifestin­g itself in all sorts of issues.

Chief amongst these is his body dysmorphia, which he

persistent­ly harks back to, even when advocating a more ethical form of porn, establishi­ng an amusing refrain about his problems with his penis. Although his closing momentum is checked as he struggles to fix his venue’s backdrop, which suddenly collapses, he mischievou­sly affects to be a high-minded progressiv­e, even if his gurning, confession­al disclosure­s have suggested otherwise. An accomplish­ed joke writer, ever-ready to share his neuroses, Mcloughlin’s problem is that his loser persona fits a little too snugly and might just condemn him to be a cult act for all eternity, whatever his fantasies about posterity.

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