Rosenthal couldn't have known he would be performing his Edinburgh show Child of Privilege as London got looted by the
children of the not-so-privileged. Not that it would have changed his
material. Because the point of this hugely confident debut isn't to have a serious discussion about the haves and have-nots,
simply to appear to do so in a bid for awards glory.
Rosenthal tables his masterplan from the start, showing off his 2009
Student Comedy Award and explaining that the room has been divided in
two, Big Brother 3style, half of us receiving butler
service and cushions embroidered with his monogram, the
other half not.
He goes on to debunk his own privilege - being the son of a famous
sports presenter - by mercilessly mocking his dad's punditry and recent
legal spat with Heston Blumenthal, aka 'The Battle of The Enthals'. Also
covered: Rosenthal Jnr's posh education, his
common ground with Peaches Geldof and, in a short introduction to logic
theory, his philosophy degree. Lest we forget why we're here, he
footnotes it all back to his aim - AWARDS!! - showing his working even
on the obligatory parody of Stewart Lee (a comic known for showing his working).
It's a risky strategy and logically speaking, a mobius strip. Rosenthal doesn't need plaudits - he already has
the Royal Court and Channel 4 on his CV. But who is he kidding? Of
course he'd like to win - and still might, for a show that's both charmingly accessible and intelligent beyond his 23 years. But whybe clever-clever when plain young clever will do?