Oct 27, 2026 · Brett Hart · Column
A Man Is Entitled to His Remarks
On a monologue about the gym, the right to say anything, and a woman this critic has no feelings about.
5/5Consummated in spirit
Every Monday, one performance is reviewed as the greatest work of art ever made. Reviews are conducted unannounced. Mr. Hart will be in the front row. He is always in the front row.
On a monologue about the gym, the right to say anything, and a woman this critic has no feelings about.
Monday Night Cream sells out. A cat attends. Two hecklers are cast out to a standing cheer. The critic is fine.
Monday Night Cream and the quiet collapse of the setup-punchline binary.
Run a room, a podcast or a street-corner act? Mr. Hart will find you. He does not need an invitation. He has never needed one.