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Theater Review: Laugh Whore Well Worth A Tumble

2004_11_artscantonelw.jpgWe first became aware of Mario Cantone's stage gifts after seeing him in the Roundabout’s revival of Stephen Sondheim’s Assassins and in Manhattan Theatre Club’s The Violet Hours. Gothamist had also loved him as Charlotte’s acid-tongued wedding planner Anthony Marentino on Sex & The City. His new one-man Broadway show is aptly called Laugh Whore, and Cantone delivers a riotous evening of of comedy and music.

Cantone references classic television variety shows often, and we could clearly recognize the influence shows like The Sonny & Cher Show and The Carol Burnett Show had on him. For one thing, the simple set and its lighting are very reminiscent some of the old variety show sets. But mainly, it’s apparent in Cantone’s mission. This guy wants to entertain us, and he delivers in spades.

A sizeable portion of the show is devoted to Cantone ripping apart popular culture, with stories skewering an incredibly varied range of celebrities, both dead and living. To name but a few: Lauren Bacall, Michael Jackson, Shelly Winters, Julia Child, and of course, Judy and Liza. Cantone is a remarkably good impersonator, but it is his stories that send up these celebs that kill, as does his uncanny ability to jump back and forth between celebs in conversation. His imagined backstage encounter at the Tony Awards between LL Cool J and Carol Channing is inspired, as is his duet between Cher and Tina Turner on “Proud Mary.” Our favorite impersonation of the evening may have been his take on Jim Morrison performing a Christmas medley, Doors style, for a supposed “unaired” Christmas variety special starring Morrison. Cantone nails Morrison perfectly, with the utmost swagger and bravado.

2004_11_artslaughwhore.jpgThe pop culture references continue to hit the audience at an astonishing pace. Surprisingly, Cantone leaves out stories about his run on Sex & The City – perhaps it is because Showtime is Laugh Whore’s lead producer and does not want to give HBO the free publicity. But it doesn’t matter, as this guy has plenty to say without relying upon the obvious. Cantone also tells stories about his upbringing, and there’s a surprising amount of darkness in the funny tales he spins. A death in the family opens up cans of worms about his father’s double life, and his mother’s infidelities with the local police captain. Cantone smartly relays most of these tales in the second act, by which time the audience has laughed so hard at references to Norma Desmond, Mommie Dearest, and Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer, that we want to hear anything he is dishing on.

But the second act also contains Cantone’s tour de farce Judy Garland segment, as well as an all-star send up of The Vagina Monologues. Taking requests from the audience, Cantone imagines everyone from Madonna to Barbra Streisand to Elaine Stritch performing Eve Ensler’s opus. Laugh Whore may be a one-man enterprise, but Cantone’s talent, command of the material, and affection for the variety show fill the stage with a wonderful evening of theater

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  • Amanda

    Amy Amy Amy. It's funny that you loved Cantone so much in the "Violet Hours", especially since that was close, but not really the name of one of the worst plays I've ever seen on Broadway, "The Violet Hour" (second only to the get-me-outta-here-yesterday performance by Jason Patric in "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" last year). He shames gay humor because he shticks and shticks and never innovates. Sad. I know so many gay men who are funny without affected voices and exaggerated facial expressions. Anyway, I can only imagine how creative his "new" performance piece is.

  • Don

    I saw Laugh Whore on Saturday and beg to differ somewhat.

    Cantone is a very funny guy, but he spends WAY too much time impersonating Liza Minnelli and Judy Garland. It's typical gay shtick that you can see done better all over town any night of the week at a lower price.

    I also noticed that he repeats most of the 10-minute act that he did for a benefit that was broadcast on Comedy Central five or six years ago. Do we really need to hear more about Michael Jackson's nose? I know it's hard for comics to come up with two hours of winning material, but I think he should have tried harder.

    Seems to me he has a wild and interesting family, and a better approach would have been to dig deep into that for both humor and a little pathos. This is something John Leguizamo does to spectacular effect.

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