Monday, April 03, 2017
Amy Schumer's NETFLIX Leather Special -- my review
So I was excited to watch her new stand-up special that’s currently running on Netflix.
What a disappointment.
It was truly awful. Unfunny is an understatement.
First off, it was incredibly lazy. The material was so slapdash. She crossed into that “I’m so popular I don’t have to try anymore” mode. “I can just riff and make faces and people will be hysterical.” Of course the studio audience was (or at least with the aid of laugh tracks and selected shots of goofballs in stitches over nothing). But for the home audience – me – I sat there dumbfounded. This wasn’t a superb comic at the top of her game; this was a drunk on open mic night.
All good comedians have a persona, and Amy’s is that she is a slut – but not in the somewhat cerebral Sarah Silverman way – more in the girls-who-will-sleep-with-the-Elephant-Man way. A) the act gets old, and B) the act doesn’t age well. And she’s getting dangerously close to the sell-by date.
The jokes are all crass sex related routines – vaginal hygiene, ejaculation, oral sex. Ha ha. And retread stereotypes. The guy who can’t perform. The woman who just lays there. It’s material we’ve seen done so much better… by other comics and 8th graders.
To me the idea of a stand up TV special is a comic taking three hours of material and honing it, rewriting slavishly based on hours of audience reaction, and polishing it until you have one hour of solid dynamite. Amy’s special almost felt like she was winging it. Easy topics, easy targets, unfinished jokes and thoughts. When she wasn’t discussing sex she was delving into food poisoning. So vomit jokes and diarrhea jokes. Real knee slappers.
I’d be curious to know what you thought if you saw this special. To me she phoned it in.
Amy, the truly GREAT comedians earn their laughs. This special just underscored that you’re not in their league. At least not yet.