Kathleen Madigan Makes You Feel Like Part of the Family in Bothering Jesus

Kathleen Madigan is like one of those journeyman ballplayers who spends his entire career bouncing from team to team, putting up decent but not Hall of Fame numbers before comfortably retiring. There are a lot of comedians out there like that. Their material is solid, middle of the road fare that elicits decent laughs, but aren’t necessarily moving the artform forward or doing anything particularly groundbreaking.
There’s an honor in that, of course. Especially in the dark times we could be entering into, we need all the reliable, comfort food-like laughs we can get. And Madigan is one of the most reliable and warm-hearted comics out there. She’s the bawdy aunt that won’t mind if you take a drag off her cigarette or a sip from her wine glass while your parents aren’t looking. Her latest special Bothering Jesus has that same feeling of being a party to grown up, alcohol-fueled conversations that just happen to be funnier than most.
Madigan has a lot of fun early on in the hour throwing her home state of Missouri, and the people in it, under the bus for their redneck-leaning ways, like the debate that went on for two weeks in the state senate about the legality of noodling (catching catfish in muddy rivers using just your hands). She spends some time elucidating her obsession with the disappearance of Malaysian Flight 370. And, like most comics, she pokes fun at herself for her lack of a fitness regimen beyond lifting her arm to drink wine and fool her Fitbit.