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Plosive Productions


Venue:The Counting House, 38 West Nicolson Street Edinburgh EH8 9DD
Phone: 0131 667 7533
Links: Click Here for venue details, Click here for map
Ticket Prices: Free  
Room: The Attic
AUG 3-13, 15-27 at 15:35 (60 min)
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Am I here for a little holiday? No! Iím doing my second show. Hereís some third-party validation from the first one:

ĎA clearly gifted comedian with a comfy and approachable style, he is as self-aware and structurally subversive as any of the Fringeís great alternative comediansí (Edfestmag)

ĎHe oozes funny like a jammy doughnut running down a dinerís chiní (Broadway Baby)

ĎA psychopathí (The Scotsman)

As seen on:

Channel 5 sitcom ĎBorderlineí. I have since become overbearingly arrogant and will not physically handle any money (cos of your germs etc.)
An online advert for nasal spray.

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August 27, 2017  ShortCom
Titan is an unusual show to write up. I distinctly, very distinctly, remember enjoying it. I know I laughed; I heard it. I laughed often, but find myself struggling to recall why. Maybe itís Patelís disarmingly reserved presence that overshadows a lot of the content, or maybe itís the leisurely rambling that makes up much of the 50-or-so minutes. None of that is to be disparaging, Titan delivers laughs in buckets, but itís a case of delivery trumping writing. You get the sense that heís just sort of good at this.

Patelís relaxed delivery occasionally dips below acceptable levels; thereís a few slow moments dotted throughout, but for the most part he makes it work for him.

Quietly likeable, at his best, he hits this unusual rhythm where the funniest part of a bit is his sardonic addendum to it. Thereís very few jokes, and almost as few observations. Given that most stand-up is either joking or observing, itís impressive that Patel manages to wring so much mirth out of essentially just serenely picking apart life. Titan is a quietly philosophical sort of show. Ostensibly itís about badminton, but turns into more of a gentle dress-down of societal foibles, filled with light-hearted meditations on legacy and the future.

Despite the sections where it feels like treading water rather than bathing, Titan delivers some of the most relaxed laughs Iíve ever had. Self-deprecating and self-aggrandising at just the right moments, Patel is comfortable on the stage in a way that puts you in mind of sleepy cat, and I hope this second Fringe run isnít his last. In any case, heís not in any hurry. Click Here

August 20, 2017  Broadway Baby
It did not take long for Sunil Patel to win me over. His mirthful observations are simply all too relatable, for the better and the worse. A sardonic mood prevails, where Patelís swaggering pretentious charm delivers with unnerving ease a slew of neurotic, dry witticisms that permeate down to the core. It goes carefully as itís own pace, but still leaves room for itself to evolve as a show. Despite overusing Jay Z jokes, Sunil Patel: Titan impresses upon you the better side of Fringe comedy.

It helps that he has an instantly attractive demeanour: charming, sharp, mildly arrogant yet self-deprecating, heís altogether engaging. It earns him the applause he rightfully deserves, and served to complement the better part of his routine. Professing himself to be the ďwhitest man his friends knowĒ, much of Patelís humour derives from the staleness of adulthood where he aptly points out lifeís many foibles without coming across as a whiner. It serves as a warning of the dangers of dead end jobs (think shelf-stackers and call centres), where an interesting proposition is offered to us by the comic: Is it worth pursuing our passions once weíve dropped the grind stone, or will we still suffer in aftershock? Chances are, yes you probably will. But thatís okay. Weíll all have to deal with a quarter-life crisis.

The venue was not suitable to his needs, being cramped to the point of uncomfortable, but Patel adapted this into his act well enough that eventually two strangers ended up playing a makeshift game of badminton in an attic. A firm crowd pleaser with a promising future in comedy, Sunil Patelís Fringe show is a triumph on a steep trajectory towards critical acclaim. Click Here

August 17, 2017  Fest
Perhaps itís his perch high in the balmy Counting House Attic, heat rising from all those other shows down below, but thereís a languorous feel to Sunil Patelís second solo hour, as if heís aware that everyone had to climb numerous stairs to get here, so heís going to take things fairly easy on us for, say, the first 50 minutes or so. That last 10 though: that gets pretty exciting.

Patel hasnít really got a thrilling story to tell here, as he clearly hasnít been up to much over the last year or so, so that becomes a theme in itself. And itís certainly one that many modern folk can relate to: should he be troubled by his lack of innate motivation or boast-worthy achievements? This relatively contented comicís lack of any genuine angst about it is really quite refreshing in a Fringe that can sometimes feel fuelled by naked ambition.

Now, having ascended all the way to the attic, eschewing flashier shows along the way, some audience members may wish for more than stories about his brief dalliance with a sugar-free diet, or his renegade approach to badminton. But something about Patelís measured approach is enormously appealing, the comedy-show equivalent of going round to see that mate who you can always rely on not to have done anything thatís going to make you insanely jealous, when your own ego is at a low ebb.

True, there is a gear-shift toward the end which is mildly pulse-enhancing, but even his bucket speech is pretty undemanding. Perhaps he just fears change. Click Here

August 17, 2017  The List
Baring his teeth in a set that fluctuates from edgy to easy-going

Sunil Patel has picked himself a warm little room for his second show at the Fringe, immediately enabling a bit of self-deprecation: 'we've had some sleepers', he notes. Not because of the humour surely, as Patel keeps the laughs coming throughout, but maybe because he cultivates such a comfortable atmosphere. He opens on a suitably low-key note with a great gag comparing the events in his life at the early part of this year with that of Jay Z's when he gave up music, thus cultivating Patel's easy-going image further.

With the audience on-side, he divulges his current obsession with badminton, one that has sadly been thwarted by his fellow players' selfish decisions to procreate. Patel's bemusement at their preference of spending time with a creature who owns no neck muscles rather than him is the first sign of the edge in his material. The laid-back demeanour is placed aside for a moment as Patel bares his teeth and shows his bite. It's a solid show of comedy that zigzags nicely between Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. But be warned: he's actively looking for a new badminton partner. Click Here

August 15, 2017  Fringe Biscuit
Endearingly low-key comic w/ well written jokes & impeccable timing but no overall theme to help the show stand out. Click Here

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