No longer on the proverbial D-List, the two-time Emmy winning comedian now has the fame she once craved.
Playing to a three-quarters full house at the Colosseum at Caesars Palace, Griffin took the stage Nov. 27 for an impressive length of time—one hour and 40 minutes—but unfortunately her act didn’t have much punch to it. After opening with what seemed like a 20-minute plug for her merchandise and television show, Griffin threw some obvious Vegas softballs. Downtown is a place where you can find crack. Strippers are really whores. Really? This is the edgy stuff from the woman who proudly boasts about crossing the line?
Her best material was observational and personal, such as her mother’s television viewing habits: “Fox News is like porn for old people.” Or of her time in Vegas: “I went to the spa today. I didn’t know if I got waxed or date raped.” But a huge lull came when she basically recapped this season of The Real Housewives of Atlanta and just about every episode of Oprah in the last month. There was no bite, just summarizing.
Huge with women and gays, the A-List Griffin might be able to get away with coasting at this point, but her comedy isn’t nearly as cutting as it was on My Life on the D-List.