It’s seven years since Michelle Wolf addressed the White House correspondents’ dinner, but she still gets a round of applause for merely mentioning it here. Few other comics are so associated with a single, one-off performance. That gig pitched the Pennsylvania native into a political firestorm – but in her recent live work, the comic (now based between London and Barcelona) is as apt to joke about her own life, and gender politics, as current affairs. And tonight, there are pressing personal, and very gender-related, concerns to address: Wolf appears onstage eight months’ pregnant.
As you’d imagine, there’s plenty of material about that experience, including a riff on the cholestasis she developed in her first pregnancy, and another straining to justify (by characteristically blunt comparison) the “placenta smoothie” she consumed at the birth of her first child. But, understandably for an act who generates half an hour’s new standup every week for her podcast Thought Box, Wolf’s show doesn’t linger on any topic for too long, ranging across her life in a multiracial family, pigeon spies in the second world war, and the experience of being a conjoined twin.
