Scott Capurro, Udderbelly, Brighton, May 14
By Seth Ewin
Scott Capurro takes no prisoners
Scott Capurro – Laughtershock
Unlike Josef Fritzl, Scott Capurro takes no prisoners, however he does give the Fritzl family some abuse, along with Maddie, Anne Frank and just about any other supposed no-go area you care to mention. The US comedian is on the warpath, only unlike his home country there is a method in his madness. The real target is liberal guilt and what he sees as an unhealthy obsession with insignificant events (in the wider scheme of things), which, he’d say, includes the missing Madeleine. Amidst material eye-poppingly offensive and painfully funny, the venom-tongued comic turned his devilish gaze on Maximus, a hetero in the second row – Capurro didn’t hesitate to describe what he wanted to do to him. Half clown, half demon, his destruction of a heckler was terrifying.
Udderbelly, 14 May, 10:30pm, £14.00 (£12.00), fringe pp 20.
tw rating 5/5
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*****
From me: I did enjoy performing this show, Brighton is a hot bed of middle class, white, suburban extremism, and the audience seemed enthusiastic, even for such a late hour (1030) on a week night. But I was tired, my guard was down, and when a relatively mild heckler implied that all Americans are war mongering cunts – at least, that’s what I heard – I kind of lost my mind. For about 10 minutes. Now, I enjoyed the vitriol, it was purging, but I wasn’t sure what the crowd ‘felt’, like, as I’ve realized, I care. The thing is, an exchange of ideas is great, if someone out there wants to bark back their thoughts, their well-considered thoughts, I’m thrilled. But ‘feelings’? Fuck off, frankly. I’m not your therapist or babysitter or mommy, so if you feel hurt by what I say or if you feel cornered or saddened or, horror of all horrors, ‘offended’, then buy a ticket to the Hay Festival and wank off over your dead Father’s memory. Ideas are arguable. Feelings are disastrous.
After all, I’m working. And when I’m stage, I’m an autocracy. A crumbling, fading autocracy, but one with a bull horn, so no one wins when the whinging begins.
I am SO looking forward to doing this show in Edinburgh. I get to argue for 4 weeks. Hallalujah! I wonder if I’ll be shot before, or after, Obama. First one assassinated gets the biggest casket. Wasn’t MLK buried in a plastic bag?
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