If you follow Alec Mapa on Twitter, you know he's a work of tart—he can be venomous and opinionated, yet he always manages to win your affection while doing it. Like Kathy Griffin, Mapa can say just about anything but his grin shows you he's kin and you can't resist him even if you disagree.
In his new show Alec Mapa: Baby Daddy—Thursdays through Sundays this week and next at the Laurie Beechman in NYC—Mapa beautifully calibrates his ferocity with his maternal instincts, blending stand-up stories about his career with knock-down, drag-out stories about his journey as an adoptive father to a five-year-old African-American kid from Compton.
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Mapa is at his best deconstructing social situations, whether it's the confused looks people give him, his white hubby and his black child (pictured) on the street or what it feels like to be THAT GAY DAD who's buying the Patti LuPone memoir when his child throws a three-alarm fit in the middle of Barnes & Noble. He has great gay-cruise material, too, and you may want to write down his makeshift translation for what to say when purchasing lube in the middle of the night from a pharmacy in Spain.
Best of all, the show is funny throughout and graduates into being funny with heart, never sinking into schmaltz. And in case you're worried, out-of-the-blue one-liners—"My husband makes documentary films and I'm in Vaudeville"—will definitely keep those of you who are missing the parenting gene from being bored. His delivery is flawless, elevating the already good material into greatness.
It starts with free porn, covers car sex and a mid-life crisis, features his show-stopping imitation of Bette Davis singing "Party in the U.S.A." and ends with a free slideshow that might make you cry. In short, Alec Mapa: Baby Daddy is the perfect, well-rounded portrait of gay life.
If you thought the best thing Mapa ever did was that Sharpay movie, you've got another think coming.
I'll have a contest to win tickets up tomorrow!