Just for Laughs 2013: Dylan Moran review
There's a casual brilliance to Moran's act that leaves you feeling like you've wandered into a bar and lucked out into choosing a stool next to the wittiest guy. At times his jokes come off as the meanderings of a drunk man who's forgotten what he was trying to say, but there's an clear rhythm to his word choice that has been expertly honed. Last night at Park West, the Irish comic touched on topics like his erotic novel and Chicago's penchant for unhealthy food, but hardly laid a finger on his wine. Read the review.