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Marcel Lucont: Whine List - review

Apr 27, 2016 Theatre

Marcel Lucont is an enigma. In his signature suit, shoeless-socks and turtleneck he has the perfect persona for comédie.

Sipping a deep glass of red wine the ‘French’ comedian addresses the crowd’s concerns. Forms filled out by audience members before the show make up the ‘whine list’, which the award-winning comedian proceeds to plough through as a form of collective therapy.

Work migraines, pick-pockets in Spain and sex in a horse trailer are all tackled, and although some audience members do not come forward to claim their experience, Lucont is able to extract some gems from the dusty Monday night crowd. His dulcet French accent is not always understood by those he picks on in the crowd and this slows his rhythm, but he picks things up with the scripted stuff; well-time jokes, journal extracts and a short film made by the British seaside.

Lucont is played by Alexis Dubus, who is also appearing in the NZ International Comedy Festival line up with a show called A Bl**dy Brief History Of Swearing. Dubus’ alter ego exhibits dry and outrageous wit. In particular, Lucont’s sex poem for pensioners had the crowd uncontrollably laughing.

Stand-up thrives with quirky outsiders and Lucont marvels amusingly at other countries’ idiosyncrasies. Ignoring his own well-constructed stereotype he is composed with the confidence of a seasoned performer.

Whine List26-30 April, Comedy ChamberBook tickets.

Photo: Adam Robertson.


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