Maybe it was the fact that he described the perfect murder as stabbing someone to death with an icicle because all the blood would melt when the sun came out, leaving no evidence. Maybe it was the joke about his old neighbor, HIV-positive Phillip, spitting into his mouth. Or maybe it was his excessive use of the word “fuck” (over 60 times) in a nearly 90 minute set.
Whatever it was, the last 20 rows in the northeast floor (the expensive seats) were cleared after a woman lost her lunch (or dinner) at the 1stBank Center on Saturday night.
All the while, comedian Dane Cook paced the small raised stage in the middle of the arena like an effeminate jungle cat teasing his pray.
As is the case with this brand of humor, no subject is safe. Pee humor, religious humor, blowing up baby rapists humor, dildo necklace humor — the sky is the limit. Is this the comedy born in college dorm rooms as the result of a desensitized, numb society and a loss of moral values? Maybe, but it packs seats and it IS funny.
Dane Cook is the guy at the Super Bowl party cracking abortion jokes when a Tim Tebow “Focus on the Family” commercial comes on. He’s the guy that gets away with degrading his girlfriend in front of her family and friends. He’s the guy who gets the laugh during the funeral. His success is grounded in the same reasons why television shows like “Jersey Shore” get renewed for a second season and “Jackass 3-D” had a prayer. It’s entertainment, but you feel like you need to shower afterward, as was the case on Saturday night, particularly for those near the sick woman.
Evan Semón is a Denver freelance photographer and regular contributor to Reverb. See more of his work.