Three White Guys 2, as the name suggests, features three guys who are white. It is, however, a cast of five, so that leaves space for two guys who are not white – Ken Cheng and Bhargav Narayanan. Cheng and Narayanan had one of the funniest and least funny acts respectively; providing the high and low points of the evening.

First, the good stuff. A somewhat exhausted looking Ben Pope (unsurprising, given his involvement in two shows of the Footlights pantomime earlier in the day) made a decent effort at rousing the initially reluctant crowd. His opening set was adequately humorous but could have been better at warming up the audience. However, after that his compering was enthusiastic and sprightly, and carried the show well.

The show opened with the likeable Jamie Fraser, whose self-deprecating set belied the intelligence behind some of his jokes. Saying that, his best gag was probably his first, about a man-made hole in Aberdeen – possibly the funniest joke made about the second largest hole of its kind in the world.

However, the show was undoubtedly stolen by Adrian Gray’s surreal discussion of the straight-to-video film “James Bond 2: Mission Cheese”. His “first black Bond, who isn’t even black” and mischievous M had the audience in hysterics, and his risky move of using members of the audience on stage to act out his re-written last scene for the movie paid off and gave real warmth to his performance. Despite claiming, “it wasn’t really stand-up”, Gray’s considered and creative piece served its purpose better than any of his peers’ and left the audience wanting more.

Gray also succeeded where his colleagues largely failed: in making us laugh without making us gag. Although I’m all for an offensive joke, Narayanan’s disarmingly dark set of one-liners fall rather flat. His best joke was one about how to store custard, which, although it did not get the standing ovation he expected, was easily his most successful. Perhaps making the showgoers squirm does not always lead to hilarity. Narayanan had some good material and some good ideas, but his uncomfortable stage presence, whether or not it was part of his act, was not backed-up well enough by a comedic performance.

Ken Cheng, a seasoned Cambridge comedian, closed the show with aplomb. He delved into some uncomfortable areas, primarily paedophilia, but succeeded where Narayanan failed, by contextualising his perhaps self-indulgent explorations into the weird in some intelligent comedy.

As a cast, the five guys certainly work well together and complement each other's styles. However, following a sell-out run last term, expectations were high and the cast did not deliver as highly as hoped. Nevertheless, for one night only they provided some light (or, in fact, sometimes rather dark) entertainment, that by all means makes a pleasant way to end the term.