He’s here, he’s queer and he wants to hang out with his girlies. Those are just a few of Christopher Hall’s qualities that make him such a delight on stage. He’s also a wildly energetic performer, dancing and pirouetting from one side of his sizeable performance space to the other with the alacrity of a backing dancer at a Beyoncé  gig. Rig him up and the kinetic force emanating from Hall could power several multi-storey buildings. In between his bouts of aerobic prowess, this proudly camp thirtysomething focuses on the bond he has with his female friend group and the disconnect between being ‘girly’ and growing up in the 1990s, a time when gender binaries were still strictly policed.

If any of that sounds like the standard trauma narrative of the Fringe, fear not; this is broad-appeal observational fare delivered with a wink, a smile and a few nods to the early days of MSN Messenger and mid-2000s cultural artefacts such as Bad Girls. Sometimes his exuberance is papering over undeveloped material, but there are moments here where both premise and energy come together like they were formed in the Large Hadron Collider (his closing segment on weddings is a phenomenal balancing act of charisma and big laughs). Hall wants to sprinkle his show with the atmosphere of a giant, relentless night out; in this ode to the majesty of women, he succeeds. 

Christopher Hall: Girl For All Seasons, Gilded Balloon At The Museum, until 25 August, 9.10pm; touring the UK until October 2024; main picture: Jiksaw.