James Acaster

A criticism levelled at James Acaster over the last couple of years is that his material has been somewhat puerile. He’s been tipped as a young comedian with real potential but still in need of much improvement, something far from the truth in this confident and sharp routine.

Acaster is a skilled and surreal raconteur, capable of commanding tales from gluten-free bread to crêpes moonlighting as pancakes. His taciturn delivery won’t be to everyone’s taste, as the gig can lose momentum at times, but is swept up with seamless segues. The material is accomplished and creative, with an entire section on ducks drawing some of the biggest laughs. Most impressive of all is how Acaster pulls this eccentric collection of stories together.

His style suits intimate venues far better than his television slots, as just a nonchalant glance or raise of the eyebrows can decide a punchline. Acaster even comes equipped with props and space for some audience interaction, rounding off a resourceful and assured set.

Pleasance Courtyard, 556 6550, until 26 Aug, 8.15pm, £10--£12 (£8.50--£10.50).