Leslie Jones: Life — Part 2

That’s Too $hort’s “Blow The Whistle” playing under the closing credits of Jones’ third special, and like Short Dog, Jones is an underrated expert practitioner of a sacred verbal art. They’re also both filthy as hell.
Calling this special raw is to underestimate the number of times Jones uses her fluid physicality to anthropomorphize a penis, at least one of which is flaccid due to depression. (Everyone, Jones says, should see a therapist — but especially men, who’d rather walk into traffic than admit they’re sad: “The gym is not therapy. You’re just getting stronger to kill us faster.”)
A bit about how millennials and Gen Z-ers are weak because they didn’t grow up with playgrounds designed to kill them is awfully threadbare. But at its best, Life Part 2 mixes personal revelation with punchlines that are both screamingly funny and screamed (over the top is Jones’ default mode), as when she pulls out a list of her soulmates for an unexpurgated tour of the way love, sex, and need can become hopelessly tangled. (“The good d–k and the good man never come in the same package.”)
Never once does Jones let up — the joke count is high, and so is her confidence and commitment. She leaves it all on the stage.
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