It’s time to take a Monty Pythonesque journey to the 90s via Palestine, a London council estate, Men In Black, Dubai, the catholic church, sensual Arabic lessons and some delicious meatballs in Sami Abu Wardeh’s fantastic hour of subversive stand-up. Starting with a self-heckle and some physical slapstick to get in the ring, he shares unique childhood memories amid an enormous amount of toilet humour, which still manages to be genuinely funny. Throughout, Abu Wardeh beatboxes, pushes the limits of acceptable accents (he’s on the verge of being cancelled at every turn) and brims with banter whilst recalling what it feels like to grow up as a Palestinian Irish British citizen. Then, sprinkling the set with quick anti-fascist one-liners, he informs the audience that he may turn on them, almost asking hecklers to spar with him. 

Completely unafraid to skirt the edge of acceptable, Abu Wardeh has seemingly grown out of comedy that doesn’t speak the truth and is ready to explode with comedic rage. Clownish, chaotic and crude, he wins the audience over with searing political satire that points to the futility of hatred with tales of immaculate ‘hate clowning’ at police cars, wobbly faces and ‘the things we can’t say’. Brash, brazen and ready to lead the fray, he’s got the boundary-pushing talent to usher us into a new era of furious farce.

Sami Abu Wardeh Hates You, Pleasance Courtyard, until 30 August, 10pm; picture: Dylan Woodley.