Colm O’Regan comes on stage and the audience easily warms up to him. His routine seems funny, easy, without big screams, convoluted stories or the necessity of insulting someone to garner laughs. For the first twenty minutes, the audience are all the way there with him, laughing at his every joke and comment, amused at his stories; but around the half way mark, O’Regan seems to deflate, and the show starts to feel repetitive and slightly dull. owards the end, looking at the watch becomes something everyone seems to be doing.
It isn’t that O’Regan isn’t good, it’s just that it feels like he uses his best material at the start, and then he doesn’t have much more to say. He draws you in discussing his personal observations, which makes it very interesting and appealing to the crowd but later then moves to more general themes (ones which are used by many comedians this year), which makes him lose that edge he might have had to start with.
O’Regan becomes a bit obvious in his puns, and a midsection about prostate cancer and trying to convince the audience to go check their insides sounds a bit condescending, and leaves you wondering when the jokes will start again.
On the whole, O’Regan is not a bad comedian, he needs some time to mature and evolve, but as it is, there is much better things to see during the Fringe.
3/5 
Adrian G. Velazquez

(2 votes, average: 4.50 out of 5)