Sue Perkins' latest stand-up special, "The Eternal Shame of Sue Perkins," promises to be a deeply personal and cringe-worthy exploration of the comedian's most humiliating moments. After 30 years in the public eye, Perkins invites audiences into her inner sanctum to confront the insecurities that have driven her humor for so long.
However, Perkins' approach to shame is more curiously self-contrived than devastating. Rather than diving headfirst into unflinching introspection, she instead crafts a series of neatly packaged anecdotes that veer wildly between the profoundly personal and the superficially mundane.
While Perkins' ability to spin a yarn is undeniably impressive, these particular tales – which range from her bemusing encounters with local drug dealers to an ostensibly heartfelt tale of rescuing a wounded animal on a South American adventure – feel curiously disconnected from the theme of shame that's supposed to anchor the show. Instead, they're more akin to laugh-out-loud comedies for beginners, relying on Perkins' signature wit and wordplay rather than genuine vulnerability.
It's only in the show's quieter moments, away from the spotlight, that we catch glimpses of a deeper humanity beneath Perkins' polished exterior. Her unflinching account of struggling with a benign tumour on her pituitary gland – an experience that left her feeling like she'd been thrust into a posh version of "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" – offers a haunting glimpse of the fragility that lies beneath Perkins' customary bravado.
While "The Eternal Shame of Sue Perkins" is undeniably entertaining at times, it feels curiously uneven in its approach to shame and vulnerability. As the show meanders between self-deprecation and shallow one-liners, we're left wondering whether Perkins truly has anything to confess – or if her 'shame' is merely a carefully calibrated marketing ploy designed to sell more tickets and promote her latest show.
However, Perkins' approach to shame is more curiously self-contrived than devastating. Rather than diving headfirst into unflinching introspection, she instead crafts a series of neatly packaged anecdotes that veer wildly between the profoundly personal and the superficially mundane.
While Perkins' ability to spin a yarn is undeniably impressive, these particular tales – which range from her bemusing encounters with local drug dealers to an ostensibly heartfelt tale of rescuing a wounded animal on a South American adventure – feel curiously disconnected from the theme of shame that's supposed to anchor the show. Instead, they're more akin to laugh-out-loud comedies for beginners, relying on Perkins' signature wit and wordplay rather than genuine vulnerability.
It's only in the show's quieter moments, away from the spotlight, that we catch glimpses of a deeper humanity beneath Perkins' polished exterior. Her unflinching account of struggling with a benign tumour on her pituitary gland – an experience that left her feeling like she'd been thrust into a posh version of "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" – offers a haunting glimpse of the fragility that lies beneath Perkins' customary bravado.
While "The Eternal Shame of Sue Perkins" is undeniably entertaining at times, it feels curiously uneven in its approach to shame and vulnerability. As the show meanders between self-deprecation and shallow one-liners, we're left wondering whether Perkins truly has anything to confess – or if her 'shame' is merely a carefully calibrated marketing ploy designed to sell more tickets and promote her latest show.