Tig Notaro couldn’t possibly deliver a stand-up act as bold as her last one, right?
How can you get more startling than walking onstage and saying: “Thank you, thanks, I have cancer. Thank you, I have cancer. Really, thank you”?
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Ms. Notaro’s new act is not just about conquering illness. It’s an ingenious expression of the commanding and persuasive power of art. She shows that comedy can not only transform tragedy into humor, but that it can also distract people from the most marketed and objectified image in popular culture: the naked female body. It can move a crowd into standing and cheering for three minutes, too.
There we all were, laughing at ourselves for doing what we were told. As we did, Ms. Notaro slowly picked her clothes off her stool, unfolded them and carefully put them on like a professional who had finished a satisfying day at work, and was not ready to slip on some pajamas. Not content to settle for an ordinary exit, she leapt offstage into the crowd and walked down the aisle, triumphant.
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