With her shrill voice, overly sardonic delivery and flagrant generalizations on relationships, Whitney Cummings’ “Money Shot” is the shallowest comedy I’ve yet to endure. While Cummings is certainly one of the prettiest comics to take the stage, it remains her best and only apparent quality in this 48-minute exposé of a harsh little comedienne princess without anything much original to say.

“Money Shot’s” theme of negativity diminishes Whitney Cummings likability right from the outset. Snide and remote, her jokes seem to come from a mean-spirited place of self-centeredness that obstructs them from being funny. She doesn’t let up in her tirade about relationships, and is charmless and repugnant in how she reciprocates the world, wondering how much of what she says really is hyperbole and what is truth.

Cummings’ attempts at comedy above all lack imagination and creativity, not to mention a fleck of good taste. Even to someone who enjoys the material of George Carlin or Kevin Smith, she is raunchy out of expectation more than anything else, making some of her jokes sound down right foul. Cummings’ vileness doesn’t end there, however. Her perspectives on the opposite sex, rooted in gross generalizations that begin with her incessant “You guys” salutation, as if she were addressing a uniformed audience of identical men, adhere to every trivial stereotype Cummings must operate under, restricting her comedy’s audience down to women like herself.

At a meager 48-minute run time, it’s a relief when the credits roll. Unworthy of the standing ovation she receives, Cummings seems surprised herself. This cul-de-sac of a comedy show I would advise all to steer clear of.

* out of *****

Tags: dvd review, money shot, stand up, whitney cummings

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