Eclair roamed the stage like a caged cat, throwing out comic incendiaries to the shocked but spellbound audience. Her topics included sex, women's magazines, why male stand-up comedians are useless in bed, food snobbery, theme pubs, smoking, and female flatulence. Though undeniably earthy and unashamedly coarse, this was top-notch observational comedy from a top-form performer.
"A master of wicked one-liners and saucy innuendo." (The Mirror)
Jenny Eclair doing stand up is such a scream. She might be too outrageous for some but for me, she's hilarious. I miss this side of her, but it probably had to happen before she was incarcerated.