OK, let’s get this out of the way; Scott Capurro is a gay man who stands on stage with the mike and goes for the jugular – no target is spared and he will be offensive about or to anyone or anything during his observational comedy set. On the night reviewed, this consisted of: AIDS; Animal Welfare; Arabs; Aussies; the Bald; Battered wives; Blacks; Tony Blair; the Blind; Breastfeeding; Burberry wearers; Chavs; the Chinese; Tom Cruise; the Danish; Deer (yes, deer); Princess Diana; the Disabled; Dwarfs; Facial Hair; the French; Gays; Gay Marriage; HIV; Iceland; Indians; the Irish; Islam; Israelis; Japan; Jesus; Jews; Kylie; Lesbians; Lobsters; Muslims; Nazis; the Netherlands; Oprah; Paedophiles; Pakistanis; Chris Reeve; Schemies; Seals; Short people; Straights; Thalidomide; the Transgendered; Vegans; Wigs; and Women.
There’s a few comedy gems in there, and if you like his brutal delivery then it can be very entertaining watching him rip everyone and everything apart.
He’s made offending the world as a comedy style pretty much his own over the years, and I’ve seen him deliver much the same set several years ago to an audience of 500 (well, maybe 450 after the obligatory and very entertaining 10% walk-outs). But now he’s reduced to a venue holding about 50 people, and on the night reviewed only around a dozen showed up. He raises the odd wry smile, sometimes at his sheer willingness to cover subjects that no-one else will touch, but it’s old hat now (or is that old hate?) and the crowds seem to have moved on to other comedy feeding grounds.
