Director: Shannon Hartman
Norton made his name on being filthy-minded, filthy-mouthed and relentlessly anti/un-PC – so if that sounds like the ultimate turnoff and nowhere near woke enough for you back away before entering. What Norton manages here, with this special is pretty brilliant – it’s one-note, he riffs on his own perversions, largely, but through that he manages – in an almost Doug Stanhope way – to call out hypocrites.
Jim Norton is no hack – this is sharp and fast and frequently funny. Add a brilliant opening bit with celebrity cameos and some devastatingly good/awkward crowd-work and you have a winning special. Unless the crudeness is going to, erm, stick in your throat. And if that’s the case that’s fair enough. Whether spitting from it, or struggling with what he’s swallowing, Norton owns and celebrates that mouthful of shame.