Colin Ebsworth laughs a lot at his own jokes, and who can blame him? He is undeniably talented.
From the moment he greets you at the door until his last moment on stage the room is filled with a warm, excited energy only Colin can create.
His presence on stage is natural and comfortable – making you feel as though you’re just watching a friend drop a few punchlines.
The show itself is witty, well thought out and endearing. There is no caveat on who would and would not marvel in Colin – he is genuinely funny without having to appeal to anything in particular.
The topics touched on are painfully relatable and Colin plays on his by exploiting what we were probably all thinking anyway.
The rapturous laughter that emerges from the crowd is proof that his observations get to the heart of what it means to be a 20-something millennial just trying to figure out how to get through, or how to use a cue tip.
It also helps that Ebsworth is frustratingly charming. His energy, pace and candour is entertaining enough which is complimented by the fact that it never feels like he’s talking down at you or bragging (tales of sexual exploits aside).
The hour Colin spends on stage feels as though it goes too quickly. Each bit transitions smoothly to the next until 60 minutes has passed as you wonder where it all went.
The moments of brief improvisation are morsels of gold as you peak into the cogs of Colin’s mind – the most enjoyable laughter coming when he laughs at himself, somewhat surprised at the quality of the joke he himself just made.
Colin Ebsworth is a staple Fringe performance that only gets better year on year. I’d pay good money to see an hour of just his JFK impersonations but alas, I’ll take what I can get.
A ticket to Ebz Dispenser is a purchase you won’t regret, so do it, buy one immediately.