Garrett Millerick can disclaim with the best of them. Right from the top, he rains down a great hail of disdain for the Fringe, festival audiences and his own repeated failure to write a positive show. Nothing has changed since last year, he boomingly maintains, except the cost of living has skyrocketed and he’s lost a significant amount of weight, an achievement to be both reviled and suspicious of.

Calling bullshit on everything in the most puce-faced, furiously caustic manner, he derides nostalgic wallowing in endlessly recycled pop culture, and is only on board with trans rights up to a point: that of gender-neutral toilets, his insecure bowels as yet not as progressive as he might have hoped. He also suggests that the mental-health revolution might have gone too far, entertainingly arguing for a bit of good old-fashioned bottling up of problems, some solid, manly stoicism such as you might find lying by the wreck of the Titanic.

Unlike with Millerick’s 2022 show and its disconnected flailing at various deserving targets, Never Had It So Good comes with a personal and emotive coda in spite of himself, as he recounts spending time with one of his oldest friends, who’s fallen victim to conspiracy theories to such a severe degree that he’s been admitted to a psychiatric hospital. Thoughtfully conceived, bombastically delivered, this is a juggernaut of an hour, as the more streamlined but quick-to-rage Millerick appears to still have some issues with blood pressure.

Garrett Millerick: Never Had It So Good, Monkey Barrel The Tron, until 27 August, 4.25pm.