Were there prizes for the most bombastic show title of the Fringe, Matthew Crosby would undoubtedly be a contender. As it is, award judges tend to favour those shows whose title makes at least some fleeting connection with content therein. Alas, by those rules, Crosby is somewhat of an also-ran. Not that that's a problem in itself – there's an extent to which an obsession with a totalising narrative acts as a constraint rather than a creative springboard. But for Crosby—one third of successful sketch troupe Pappy's—a bit more discipline might have benefited this mixed bag of perfectly pleasant but slightly muddled comedy.
Essentially, Crosby loves the internet ("it's great – like a book but it goes on for ages"). In particular, he loves WikiHow, the online how-to manual he is using as a guide to a better life, and whose bizarre entries provide a good dollop of the humour. But alongside web-based self-improvement Crosby, with a mind and a mouth working at broadband speeds, also wants to tell us about his myriad neuroses, his four most mortifying moments, his Dad's unfortunate nickname. Powerpoint helps keep a finger on the pulse, but it remains a arrhythmic beat.
Still, Crosby is an engaging and scrupulously self-effacing performer, engaging effortlessly with the audience. He gets away with some shonky material as a result, but as this eminently talented performer steadily tightens up his act, he'll need to charm his way out of sticky situations less and less.