These days, people try to avoid stereotypes. Russell Peters dives head first into them. With his Indian heritage, he’s been on the receiving end of ignorance (terrified looks on airplanes), but he also proudly declares Indian people “the cheapest in the world.” And there’s no group he doesn’t have something to say about. Whether it’s Italians, the Chinese or the Irish, he deftly and hilariously skewers all things racial and cultural. His skill for observation has made him one of the most in-demand comics in the world, landed him on Rolling Stone‘s list of the 50 Best Comics of All Time, and has made him a TV and movie regular, including a stint as a judge on Last Comic Standing and a starring role on Netflix’s The Indian Detective. But it’s onstage where Peters is really in his element.
A hit and miss affair. Typical I suppose of many comedy acts; some jokes score, others meander and fizzle, while others are just crass without any comic value. But, at these prices and at this venue, I would've expected more.