There are flashes of creepy brilliance in this twisted yet wise show from the tall Austrian-Slovenian-American comedian, now based in London. He has self-awareness and relaxed, smooth stage presence well beyond his 25 years with some nicely astute observations on corporate culture and the daily grind. 

Donning a lizard suit to get through a dull day job (he’s still clocking in during the Fringe), he has two mantras to help him survive: be ambitious and be weird. Material in the latter camp has mixed results; delivering some of the best and worst moments (from bonkers and surreal to gross and not very funny). It feels as though he’s already fine-tuning the oddness into something very singular and interesting though. His descriptions of his appearance (crypto bro, Republican senator’s son, preppy villain) get some of the best laughs, as do his comedy accents and gangly goofing around. 

Kostelecky picks apart his own straight white masculinity (not very hot right now, he acknowledges, somewhat apologetically), his deadbeat-daddy issues, a weakness for emotionally messy girls, and a fervent denial that there might be anything wrong with his mental health. It all makes for an entertaining, original hour from a promising one to watch.

Philipp Kostelecky: Daddy’s Home, The Stand 2, until 27 August, 4pm.