Bert Kreischer: Secret Time

Bert is the man and delivered on his Netflix debut. Kinda bummed he didn't share the Russian I'm the machine story but nonetheless it was top notch comedy.

He is thinking outside and above every subject he presents. Very bold and brave I loved this stand up! It's one of the few that will make you laugh till you cry without anyone else being in the room.

This is his best show by far. If you know him from his previous stuff, the machine, etc, you can see how far he has come. He really finds himself in this, whatever the hell that means. He feels like a top comic to me now. I mean as fat as he is, it's amazing that he even gets out of the house, and the effort alone is worth the watch, but Bert pulls you in on this special, with the gravitational pull from his huge body, and his storytelling. He also managed like very few people these days to not include any hacky political humor about either party. In fact there was no politics to be found. It was nice to see an old school comedy special. You get to see the Bert you enjoy on his podcast, and other podcasts like Your moms house and Joe Rogans. Congrats sir. Go Noles.

I like fat Bert. I like hearing him on the Joe Rogan podcast & Your Moms house Podcast etc. That's how I got to know the seasonally plump chuckler. This specials kinda funny... I even lol'd a couple times. I had a strong urge to drink a bottle of Titos I have in my freezer as soon as he took off his shirt though...Tiny T-Rex arms. Worth a watch!

Who finds this peurile, lazily constructed pap funny? Well, apparently people who have never seen good comedy before and given this garbage 9 and 10 out of 10 ratings. Kreischer's silly "secret time" announcements are a form of one-liner comedy so worn out that it literally felt like I was watching a 30 year old comedy special hosted by Louis Anderson or Stephen Wright but not nearly as funny given that Kreischer is the first to laugh at his own jokes half the time. Chappelle, CK, Seinfeld, Sykes, Silverman, Jeffries all have nothing to worry about in terms of competition from this twaddle spewing fraud who takes the lazy route, unable to craft any type of sophisticated joke and, instead, relies on being shirtless and relating unfunny personal anecdotes that he squeezes for all the forced chuckle juice he can extract that, while funny to him, inspires nothing but a kind of Inquirer-esque titillation from his "I'm-here-for-a-comedy-special-so-I'm-gonna-laugh-dammit" audience. He is, however, laughing all the way to the bank because the societal bar is so low right now or the state of worldly affairs is so traumatizing, there is no end to people who desperately want to find hilarity where there is none. What a disappointment.