To read the title, "Word of conspiracy", to see the poster, a flying saucer with an ET in white underwear, the cause was almost heard.
Jean-Marie Bigard's show, two evenings a week in the small hall of Point-Virgule, smelled of sulfur (IVe).
Given the comedian's recent slippages, we expected a barrage of insults against the government, a belligerent condemnation of the health pass, to the tune of "everything is hidden from us...", or even worse on the "invaders" side. »…
Nay.
As at home in this room where he started, Jean-Marie Bigard walks on the sidewalk before his appearance on stage, settles down at a table in the bistro next door, talks with friends, in a yellow polo shirt and green shorts.
Once inside, to start, "heat the guts", he offers his "Big heads" version, chaining jokes where crabs, pedophile priests and masturbation coexist.
It's not in the finesse, but it's this excess that makes all the salt and the success of the guy.
Moreover, the room, almost completely full, filled with spectators of all ages, twists with pleasure.
Still needs work...
To hydrate between two valves, Bigard prefers a shot of red mineral water.
But the bottle of wine, placed on a small pedestal table, will not suffer the abuse one might have expected.
Two drinks, maybe three in an hour, that's close to moderation...
Here he goes with what is the frame of the show: the extraterrestrials.
Because no, it was not a metaphor.
The comedian affirms that they are already among us and that they regularly come to kidnap him to take him to other galaxies.
“But what did they come here looking for?
They answered me:
We want the secret of bullshit!
That's why you were chosen.
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The poster for Jean-Marie Bigard's new show.
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On this "pitch", Bigard knits, tries formulas, tests his projections, promises revelations about the past, the future, the great mysteries of the universe.
“The construction of the pyramids?
Now I know.
They told me.
But also more recent things.
For example: the disappearance of the Socialist Party…” Big screen for the end of the show, not always convincing, where the comedian summons David Vincent, “the Invaders”, Will Smith and… “damn, I forgot his name again” , “Men in Black” and even ET It works, sometimes it breaks.
In any case, it still deserves work...
“Me, I had a lot of fun.
I love the clash side of his jokes.
I know some find it vulgar.
But it's Bigard, what!
smiles Eric, 26, who came from 91 with three friends of the same age, before going, like many, to pose for a selfie with the comedian at the end of the show.
Away, two thirty-somethings are less enthusiastic.
“At first it was pretty good.
In the end, a little less.
But it's a run-in.
I think it will get better, ”puts Gaëlle, a Parisian, into perspective.
We can only hope so too...
“Parole de complotiste”,
a show by Jean-Marie Bigard, every Tuesday and Thursday evening, at Point-Virgule.
https://www.lepointcomma.com/