If there was any lesson to be taken from last night’s 8 p.m. show at the Palm Beach Improv that was 3/5 Wayans family hijinks, it’s that the club is not messing around when it warns guests not to talk back to the comedians.
And the couple sitting near the front whose male half couldn’t help but debate Marlon Wayans’ defense of President Barack Obama found that out when, after failing to heed the directions of the rather large and insistent security guard who told him to pipe down, they were escorted out of the club. They weren’t even allowed to come back and get the female half’s purse and jacket (security came back and fetched it for her). Even with the momentary brouhaha, the show went on. Comedy may not be pretty, but it does have a bouncer.
As for the happenings onstage, Marlon and brother Shawn, of “The Wayans Brothers,” “Scary Movie” and “White Chicks” fame, led a raucous comedy party featuring themselves, niece Shaunte, host Wil Sylvince and Miami radio and E! News personality Michael Yo, who impressed in only his second ever stand-up gig. While results varied, it made for a funny, if slightly long, evening of comedy.
Because they’re known for movies and television appearances more than for stand-up, the crowd could be forgiven for not knowing quite what to expect from Marlon and Shawn’s sets. Marlon, who just started doing such gigs in preparation for playing Richard Pryor on the big screen, opened for the more experienced Shawn. But surprisingly, the relative novice’s shorter set was crisper, quicker, more clever and ultimately funnier. It’s not that Shawn’s not funny- the so-called family pretty boy has an impressive command of the stage and a lovely deep voice.
But while Marlon’s set veered into varied territory like how taste is generational (“Who’s Michael Jordan? That bald man selling Hanes T-shirts to Charlie Sheen?,” he quotes his young son as saying), Shawn’s material was stuck too often in initially funny but increasingly tired jokes about penis size and ejaculation. Of course, anyone who’s seen their work should expect that kind of thing. But there is no joke about male anatomy that’s funny for 45 minutes.
Marlon, on the other hand, showed not only impressive charm, between the penis jokes, but a deft, energetic control of his various topics, which ranged from the debates with his son, who also believes that Rihanna is the greatest singer in the world, why white people were especially heartbroken about Tiger Woods’ public troubles (“That’s my Cablanasian!”) and why now Tiger might be ready to take his seat at the BET Awards next to fellow errant brother O.J. Simpson. He was particularly emphatic during his bit about Obama, and how his inheritance of the previous administration’s problems was like coming into the men’s room and being blamed for the mess the previous occupant left in the stall.
That the ex-audience members couldn’t contain their displeasure with Wayans’ opinion about the president not only proved the comic’s point about the lack of respect some people have about Obama, but provided something I haven’t seen at a comedy show in a while – political discourse that actually makes people mad enough to think, other than tired jokes about Obama’s race, George W.’s intelligence and Clinton’s libido. That unexpected discourse elevated the night, even with all the penis jokes. Which, once again, can be funny. But not all at once.









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