Comedy review: Otto Kuhnle: Ich Bin Ein Berliner, Assembly George Square (Venue 3), Edinburgh

EVER seen a German play classical flute while trying to retrieve his trousers from around his ankles? Go and see Otto Kuhnle. Ever heard Auld Lang Syne yodelled? Go and hear Otto Kuhnle.

Otto Kuhnle: Ich Bin Ein Berliner

Assembly George Square (Venue 3)

Rating: ***

His show is so good-naturedly shambolic that he is probably just one more appallingly inept magic trick, and one more performing gnome, away from being stripped of German citizenship. But do not let the onstage ineptitude fool you, Kuhnle is a brilliant man, making of himself a loveable clown.

He wears a perfectly ill-fitting suit, is unafraid to use his own butt as the butt of his jokes, and has been given the comedy gift of a set of teeth which would not look out of place on a Derby winner. He levitates bears, fries his own eggs, sends tiny gnomes flying through the Hoop of Fear into the Bucket of Death and where he manages to put five ping pong balls is amazing. He had an enthusiastic audience, aged six to 60, when I was there and they were all laughing.

Kuhnle is a Malcolm Hardee Award winner for comic originality despite the fact that his box of wonderfully terrible tricks must have come out of the ark. He is one of the warmest, most likeable showmen you will ever see. “I am a yodelling man!” he announces and yet we stay. That’s how much we love him.

• Until 26 August. Today 4:40pm.