I first fell for Jack Whitehall's "handsome kid hates himself" schtick when he played JP in the British comedy Fresh Meat. JP was a rich, horny idiot and Whitehall nailed the role, walking the line between being an egotistical dick and relatably sensitive. As a stand-up comedian, Whitehall continues to walk those dichotomous lines, usually with hilarious results. He knows he's good-looking, but admits he's bad in bed. ("I always say sex with me is like arriving late at the theater and trying to find your seat. Lot of shuffling, bit of shushing, a pause, and then from somewhere in the darkness, a whispered: 'I'm sorry.'") He comes from an affluent British family—his father is producer and talent agent Michael Whitehall and his mother is actress Hilary Gish—but he uses his comedy to take his own privilege down a notch, making jokes about how their lifestyle can sometimes cause a disconnect from reality. There's an air of Lucille Bluth to father Whitehall (which I'm sure he plays up for the camera) and his son calls it out every chance he gets. As of this writing, only a few tickets remain, so if you're reading this and the show is sold out, stay home, order takeout, and watch a few episodes of Travels with my Father on Netflix. by Megan Seling