Not too bad, actually.
Standout of the night? Tristan Hopper. That guy has the look, the timing and the 'funny' to bring out a huge belly laugh out of everyone. Mostly dirty (but hey,what good jokes aren't?) and sly mockery of pretty much everyone French *he is french himself* it was great. It helps if you are incredibly tall, wearing a velvet tuxedo and with red frizzy hair. Really helps.
The MC was pretty good, bit of a newcomer but could still pull out the funny stuff. One thing that I found a bit odd was his swearing felt a bit 'off'...like he never really ever swears and is trying his best to sound like he does it all the time. A bit studied, a bit unnatural. Not like the rest of us, who sound like sailors on a good day. Standout move? Mocking the mentally retarded. Hmm...a theme here, the French and the retarded, apparently also sound very similar. "Are you French?" "Ah non, I speak Le English..."
Disappointment of the night? Celia McBride. She is an accomplished local writer and playwright, and I was expecting a lot from her. She knows her stuff, is a keen observer of the human condition and was very lame. Uber-confident onstage, not like the whipery first-timer (almost wrote fist, now that is a freudian slip!)...she could have rocked it. But she didn't.
Her jokes just didn't go anywhere. A 'lipitor' drugs joke, about fat people who want a drug to help them lose weight but not make any lifestyle changes ended there. On a repetition of 'lifestyle' changes. WE GET IT. Now start making fun of fatties who can't get off their collective asses and up on a treadmill!!
Or the jokes about 'motorcycle-friendly' business establishments...also didnt' go anywhere. Yeah it is funny that Bearpaw quilts is 'motorcycle friendly' but tell us why that is funny. Is it because you think the bikers will raid the quilt store and rape and pillage the yarn? Or because, silly, bikes can't go inside the stores?
Well, I was glad it wasn't Moira Sauer up there. I cannot stand that woman. Her laugh could make paint peel off the walls and clog ears with wax trying to protect the delicate eardrum.
The show was $5. Get out there and laugh, cheap asses!
