Guy Nantel, the king of dark humor

Guy Nantel, the king of dark humor

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Obviously, Guy Nantel gets off on being feared. Thank God he was not elected to lead the Parti Québécois. His experience, which we can guess from seeing his new show, If I understood you correctly, you are saying… that she hurt his ego, allowed us to find the comedian at the peak of his talent.

Tuesday evening, the Salle Maisonneuve was filled with people, all prepared to absorb this unique experience of hearing this comedian, a dizzying whirlwind who uses a joyful freedom of speech. Nothing slows down his irony, so uninhibited, so daring despite right-thinking censorship. We remain amazed in front of a spectacle free from the invasive vulgarity of the shows of certain sad comedians.

We forget that on leaving the room we will find people in the street who claim to be victims of micro-aggressions and who restrict freedom of expression. Because they cement the spirits. Those of the young in particular, educated in an ideology that is worse, much worse, than the narrow and stupid catholicity in which the oldest lived and from which the generations before Wokism believed themselves delivered.

Intelligence

To tell the truth, the talent of Guy Nantel nourished by his political experience is now tenfold to the point of moving us behind the laughter he arouses. His performance as a comedian is based on his intelligence and a distance acquired with age no doubt, which allow the public to be not seduced – Nantel is not a seducer –, but rather bewitched by his liberated and disturbing words.

The man achieved a physical and mental feat. He strings horrors on the old, the young, the trans, the politicians of all parties, the crazy feminists, the happy imbeciles, the vegans and other food handicapped people.

The public gets washed in a solar-powered washer, only to be dried afterwards with words that are far from politically correct. But he does not care to be treated with all the words suffixed in -phobe.

Athlete

Guy Nantel is a Mathieu Bock-Côté for in terms of his rate of speech and his richness of vocabulary. For an hour and a half, he also applies himself to taunting the public, insulting each other, all anonymous of course, and disarming them with a burst of laughter to catch his breath, which he took as long as an Olympic athlete.

To clear himself, he had warned the room at the start of the show: “I will be inclusive, equal and fair: I will despise everyone.” To tell the truth, he includes himself in his targets.

Crossed before the show, Jean-François Lisée had warned me: “Nantel will demolish the PQ for 90 minutes.” But that didn't stop him from laughing tirelessly during the show. Because no political party or character trait of Quebecers escapes this bogeyman.

We leave the room dazed and exhausted by the hard-hitting side of the comedian. Once in the street, we realize that the sadness nestled at the bottom of Guy Nantel, this man inhabited by a deaf despair, is shared by many Quebecers. Because the exacerbated and paradoxical portrait he paints of Quebec sends us back to our fragile future as a people in the process of being uprooted.

Guy Nantel, the king of black humor