Sunday, August 21, 2022

Comedy Review: LOUIS C.K.


Last night the comic Louis C.K. took to the stage at the Merrill Auditorium in downtown Portland and was as offensive as he could be while remaining within the confines of the woke rules. He didn't make fun of anyone except old people, the one remaining demographic it's okay to put down. Louis chose his own father, currently in hospice, to mock mercilessly, imploring him to, "Die already, you're so old!" The mostly post-adolescent crowd lapped it up.

Not funny.
There was a time that I revered Louis C.K. and thought he was brilliant and the funniest comic currently in the business. That was back when he was thin and had red hair. Now he is paunchy and all grey, and I no longer think he's funny, not because of his weight or hair color but rather his questionable material. He opened last night's show talking about his chronic diarrhea, like that's funny or we care. He went on about it for quite awhile, and people actually laughed. (How sad.)

As his act wore on Louis touched on several subjects that were downright sickening. One was having sex with babies (although he put it more crudely using the F-word) which he claims to enjoy, explaining it's because his own father did that to him when he was young. "Daddy f---ed me real good." Ha, ha.

Other topics that went on far too long and got the crowd howling included the difference between vaginas and penises, and a girl who makes horizontal cuts on her thighs to create more vaginas, and how Louis explained to his daughters, ages three and five at the time, why he was divorcing their mother: "Mommy and I love each other a lot but we hate both of you so much, we each want to be with you only half the time." Yuk, yuk.

Then there was a very long, very unfunny bit on "fart porn." Louis claimed to enjoy watching all kinds of porn, but fart porn is definitely his favorite. He described in detail one particular film featuring "a really nice girl who farted right in my face" that he enjoyed the most. 

And more like that. Suffice it to say he's no Jerry Seinfeld or Anthony Jeselnik.




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