Luca Cupani: The Admin of Death and Other Confessions
Religion, sex and death – eh? Endlessly fascinating providing an endless source of comic material. Many comedians have had a go at shattering the taboos and pointing out the absurdities. The favoured style is usually aggressive – maybe it has something to do with the cathartic nature of the routine. But in the past we did have the cool mockery of Dave Allen or the manic neuroses of Woody Allen proving you didn’t have to beat the audience into acceptance.
And so it is with Luca Cupani. Actually it just struck me when watching Luca yesterday that he is a bit like Woody Allen in comic style. Initially calm but soon revealing a catalogue of anxieties and obsessions building up to a crescendo of comic satisfaction. Of course with the old masters there was a limit on how taboo-breaking you could be…
I was lucky to catch Luca last year on the Blundabus just before he ran off to be crowned winner of So You Think You’re Funny? And at the risk of sounding a bit soppy it was almost like a religious experience. Maybe it was all the talk of confessionals, his dead mum, the light streaming through the painted windows of the Blundabus making it seem quite miraculous. Suffice to say I loved it.
Anyway, back to this year. There is still a lot about religion, his dead mum (of course, of course) but it’s the sex that is the main jaw-dropping set-piece. I won’t give the game away but it does involve Amsterdam, fifty euros, an assignation with someone brilliantly described as being physically ‘a glass half full type of person’ and Luca being too polite…
Is it real? Is it doggerel? Who cares! It’s wildly funny and brilliantly performed. If you can take taboo-breaking in all its graphic glory get yourself along.
(Review for 7 Aug)