Edinburgh Fringe 2000 (59)
Edinburgh Fringe 2001 (316)
Edinburgh Fringe 2002 (354)
Edinburgh Fringe 2003 (376)
Edinburgh Fringe 2004 (422)Edinburgh Fringe 2005 (415)
Edinburgh Fringe 2006 (547)
Edinburgh Fringe 2007 (668)
Edinburgh Fringe 2008 (733)
Edinburgh Fringe 2009 (773)
Edinburgh Fringe 2010 (927)
Edinburgh Fringe 2011 (963)
Edinburgh Fringe 2012 (1022)
Edinburgh Fringe 2013 (642)
Melbourne 2005 (26)
Melbourne 2006 (29)
Melbourne 2007 (31)
Melbourne 2008 (36)
Melbourne 2009 (36)
Melbourne 2010 (56)
Melbourne 2011 (36)
Melbourne 2012 (46)
Melbourne 2013 (57)
Misc live shows (199)
Montreal 2004 (6)
Montreal 2006 (10)
Montreal 2007 (15)
Montreal 2008 (17)
Montreal 2009 (17)
West End run (14)
See Less »
Sabrina George - Postmodernism Comedy And Me
Sadie Nine: Sex, Drugs and Sausage Rolls
Searching For Harry
Shazia Mirza: Wish You Were Here?
Sheila Hamilton: My Granny Was A Leprechaun
Shelley Cooper: It Could Be You
Simon Farnaby: Lessons Learned Driving a Tractor
Simon Munnery's AGM
Simon Munnery: Buckethead
Simon Woodroffe - How I Got My Yo!
Skinny No Foam
Slaves Of Starbucks
sml Med LRG
So You Think You're Funny Final
So You Think You're Funny semi-finals
Sol Bernstein: Almost Alive II
Son Of Barnum: A Stunt Too Far
Sprout Presents Premiere
Stand Up For Freedom
Stephen K Amos
Steve Hughes At War With Satan
Steve Nallon's Adventures In Wonderland
Steven Alan Green: Service Not Included
Stickmen: Year One
Still Seriously Funny
Strange And Treacherous Comedy
Suki Webster: Body-Part Double
Sven Stacy: Showbiz Agent
Swearing Is Both Big And Clever
This show has not yet got a description.
Usually one of the brighter, wittier comics on the circuit, Sarah Kendall disappoints by phoning in a distinctly below-par show for this year's Fringe.
Her engaging, self-effacing and chatty style keeps the show afloat just but there's little of substance to back it up.
The theme is one of social awkwardness: her inability to remember people's names or the way she 'zones out' of conversations only to leap back in with a completely inappropriate comment.
Her response to such unease is usually to lie her way into a more interesting persona, culminating in her claim to wedding-party guests that she spoke both Chinese dialects and that she once died for 15 minutes, if you can believe that.
Other foot-in-mouth moments she relates include what turned out to be a very inappropriate heckle put-down, another example she claims of her inconsiderate behaviour. Yet in this show, she's very concerned about her audience's well-being: handing around ice cubes and asking if we'd like the fire escape opened to combat the furnace-like conditions.
It's that natural bonhomie again, the very thing that props up the material in its weakest moments. Yet she seems inordinately proud of the most formulaic gags like '50 Cent? He'd be called 29 Pence over here", and there cannot be an Australian alive who hasn't noticed that the fact that flip-flops are called thongs back home.
Phoney ad breaks that segment the material aren't especially well thought-out either, save for a brilliant satire of the L'Oreal-style ads that play on women's vanity and insecurities. In fact, they seem like devices to help extended an accomplished half-hour into a watered-down hour.
Kendall's such an easy-going technician that she still gets the laughs; but then the audience guffaw simply when they hear the words 'erectile disfunction', so they are not exactly a faultless guide to smart material.
A lot is forgiven in her impressive and silly finale in which he proves a virtuoso on the air harmonica, but this remains a lacklustre show from a performer who can do a lot better.
She has something,a calm confidence ,but the material is rather pedestrian. Seen it all before I'm afraid.
Amusing but not hysterical.