Once again impresario Louis C.K hits the Boston Bulls-eye! Louie played to a packed Boston crowd January 4th 2013 at Symphony Hall, the venue. He applied his new material to Boston where he grew up, spending his adolescence in Newton Massachusetts. He has come a long way since his 2008, March 1st, Chewed-Up performance in this city.
Not only is he a writer and showman at the peak of his performance, but he is also an expert entrepreneur. By averting standard partnerships with Ticket Master and charging a flat fee for all tickets he takes his comedy to the everyman and still retains entitlement to venues like Boston’s Symphony Hall.
No holds were barred; he even commented on the uncomfortable and stiff seating at Boston’s illustrious Symphony Hall. But the night was one of enlightenment for the majority of twenty and thirty somethings in the audience; he opened up his soul and revealed to the secret of middle-age maturity: a dose of self-hate and regret!
His adult pantomime has grown slim and lean since his 2008 Boston performance. His impressions and commentary are veiled with a subtle dose of physicality. “There should be butterflies floating around a vagina all the time” (2008). His 2008 treatment of the cinnabon craze is geared toward lampooning the fat indulgent id in all of us. The same disenchantment is applied to a middle-age approach to smoking cannabis with his 2013 diatribe, leaving one a “stoned scared Spider-man” hinged and attached to buildings—too mortified to break-dance with criminals, let alone perform acrobatics from building to building.
Chewed-up, which Netflix carries on it’s retinue, captures the height of his notoriety. “I love being white; seriously, if you’re not white you’re missing out!” The irony and sarcasm in C.K’s writing hits you like a brick. You think it’s outrageous when he drops the “N bomb”? Well, he also refers to his kids as possessing borderline retarded behavior.
C.K treats all his observations as being mind-blowing and at face value, so naturally, due to his infectious spirit, our minds too explode.
His differences between men and women from pre-pubescence to adult sexuality is resourceful; makes you think of relationship literature with a grain of salt, leveraging nihilism in your next pick-up line. His views on the subject have evolved into an optimistic perception of the nature of the first date. Is there a lurking feminist in his heart, nearly just as much as he tolerates masculinity, and makes way for both, bestowing them with freshness and a surprisingly well-thought out humanism:” You become a woman when people come out of your vagina and step on your dreams” (2008); “You know how they make an old lady? They take a young lady and they destroy her!” (2013).
For all the hopeless men, schlubs, without a effective pick-up line, Louie champions the catch-phrase that “it gets better” citing the lack of choices a middle-aged woman might face: “You’re going to be the branch that she grabs before she hits the ground!” Alternatively, he enjoys his recent divorce and asserts it’s the best years of his adult life: “The marriage is the larva stage!”
Louis C.K’s shows are running till February, when he’ll be performing on-camera for his new HBO Special.
