George Lopez lit up The Capitol Theatre Friday night in an evening of incendiary commentary laced with an acute sense of lightness in the mundane. Mr. Lopez covers a broad breadth of subjects, holding back on nothing. First, his constituents are on fire just as much as he is, the energy in the room - the "dialogue" between them virtually crackling at every detail uncovered.
Twisted truth is usually at the heart and soul of the best comedy, and Mr. Lopez is a Master, providing a plethora of pointed, trenchant humor, ripping into a routine regarding crime. How a Latino handles a cop firing beans in place of bullets is a glimpse at the absurdity of violence.
Skewed comments on adolescents and prevailing attitudes push all of the correct buttons, comparing/contrasting cultural approaches. How not to use an IPAD keeps us apprised of how far technologically kids can really be, with crazed consequences. Scathing views on grandmothers and their relationship to grandchildren virtually left no kernel of doubt about the wisdom acquired with getting older. Moreover, a hilarious demonstration of snoring elicited howls of appreciation from those in the know. A diatribe on vibrators, general dating between the sexes, and sex itself were exposed in exhilarating detail.
Mr. Lopez is relentless in exposing how petty present day values can be, illustrating enlightening parables on Trick or Treating. For example, how outrageous it really is - Latinos vs. whites moving house to house to collect their treats: Extreme caution is exposed for what it really is.
Mr. Lopez is at the peak of his powers. Everything and everyone is in his line of fire, and we are that much better off as a result.