The premise of The Box Show is an intriguing one. An hour of sketches performed by self-proclaimed multi-hyphenate performer Dominique Salerno within the confines of a small-ish wooden box. Unfortunately, that is the only positive thing about this hour. Think back to around ten years ago and to the ‘random’ millennial humour that was omnipresent online, and you’ll have an idea of what The Box Show’s sketches entail. They range from crass to plain boring, with a few unintelligible ones thrown in for good measure.

It’s hard to know who this is really aimed at. At times it seemed like a children’s show, which would have made some of its mundanity more forgivable, but this theory was debunked by some perhaps unintentionally dark sketches. For instance there’s a truly bizarre moment where Salerno portrays an unborn baby that’s about to hang itself with the umbilical cord until it hears Beethoven’s Fifth. That is not a sentence I ever expected, or wanted, to write.

Some sketches attempt moments of profundity too, such as one in which Salerno plays a lonely giant. This has the potential to be an interesting concept but falls well short in its execution. Another issue is the arduously long gaps between sketches that kill any potential momentum that might be built. On multiple occasions I counted to 60 in my head in a desperate attempt to make the minutes pass faster. Alas, this was to no avail. If this review were to end with a joke about Salerno not thinking outside the box, it would be as stale as the show itself.

Dominique Salerno: The Box Show, Pleasance Courtyard, until 27 August, 3pm.