a Netflix sketch series (co-created with longtime collaborator Zach Kanin) that summons huge laughs from a bizarro universe of semi-universal characters who are innately disagreeable, hopelessly confused, or reasonably vexed. Robinson plays many of these misunderstood or misunderstanding men, and the unassuming actor's bellowing exclamations - in response to losing his favorite TV show, holding people accountable, and banishing demonic intruders - often feel like the only method in which to properly process modern society.
It's my sense that audiences are on to them, and the taste for stages bereft of bodies is already on the wane. But as with all forms, there are highs and lows of the genre and, before you swear off the solo act, you should see Julio Torres 's irresistible new one with its pop-up furniture and a bossy little robot named Bibo.
Are we just the result of a chaotic collision of cells, or has our journey already begun before we take our first breath? The Fetus Show is an absurd, comedic exploration of birth, our baggage, and the grand cosmic joke of the interwovenness of it all. From conception, to the womb, to our coming to the world, Jessica Farber invites audiences to examine the substance of what we inherit, what we carry, what we find and what we inevitably lose and leave behind.
