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‘I’m Not Letting You Laugh at Me. I’m Perfect.’
Twenty years into his stand-up career, Anthony Jeselnik remains the king of crossed lines.
That’s terrifying.” He was so captivated by it that a friend gave him the print as a gift, and he hung it near the bloody shark, the young mother smoking a cigarette, and the child falling down the stairs, to be seen every day by an audience of him and his dog, a Jindo-Akita mix named Redrum. Jeselnik describes this as “a mean, smart joke you couldn’t see coming.” He was not making a conscious choice to try a specific personality onstage or carefully craft an identity; instead, it was his discovery that the unexpected punch lines he liked best required him to become a certain kind of narrator — to be, as he puts it, “effortlessly cruel for no reason.” “Yeah.” I note the bookshelves that line his wall, which include works by Philip Larkin, Raymond Chandler, and Jonathan Franzen, as well as Hanya Yanagihara’s A Little Life and Jeremy Atherton Lin’s social history Gay Bar.
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