Phil Nichol: Your Wrong | Edinburgh Fringe comedy review by Steve Bennett
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Phil Nichol: Your Wrong

Edinburgh Fringe comedy review by Steve Bennett

Few comedians work as hard at the Fringe as Phil Nichol. Not just in the number of shows he has a hand in, and the discipline he has to birth a new solo hour each year – but in the sheer energy he exudes in the forceful, sweat-drenched performance that pumps life into any audience.

The basis for Your Wrong is a story so powerful and personal that it’s a surprise it took him so long to tell it. It’s near-impossible to report back without any spoilers, so you might want to stop reading now. But it says a lot for the Canadian’s talents that he can get a hearty laugh from the line: ‘So, my brother’s in a coma…’

What Nichol now considers from that appalling situation is the difference between his rational, scientific response and that of his hardcore religious family, members of the Christian Brotherhood so fundamentally devout that they consider buttons ungodly and who believe in healing through the power of prayer. Yes, I did say ‘buttons’.

Questions of faith have been preying – for want of a better word – on the comedian’s mind of late, not least because he got into online stooshie with a Flat Earther; the row which spawned the niggling ungrammatical post of the title. That and the wider world full of ‘expert idiots’ who know nothing, but are steadfast in their position… and end up voting for Donald Trump.

Along the way Nichol reminisces about the happy times with his brother, whose forbidden love for Monty Python songs was a formative experience; showcases the product of his years as drama school, and muses on fidelity in relationships via the wife who left him and the time he discovered his best friend’s fiancé had been cheating on here. Anne Robinson even finds her way into the fast-moving mix of anecdotes.


He considers why some beliefs are picked up and made sacred and others aren’t, from mainstream religion to those offering more vaguely ‘spiritual’ answers in the Healing Field of Glastonbury. Tying so many strands together is a big ask, yet Nichol does so while enlivening the narrative with his big, big delivery, that’s almost cartoony in its exaggeration. 

The result is something of a rickety rollercoaster of a show, racing faster than seems advisable, but producing swoops of excitement and having a momentum that carries the vehicle over any cracks in the tracks as it drives on with purpose,

Review date: 7 Aug 2017
Reviewed by: Steve Bennett

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