Hail Margaret Cho yet again! In her latest concert, Cho Revolution, she takes on everything from Catherine Zeta-Jones' pregnancy to the difficulty of growing up with immigrant parents to her own ambivalence about having children. Cho's material is always deeply personal--for me, it is sometimes too personal--and it is always used in the service of helping people (especially women) become satisfied with being exactly who they are. More important, it is also always used in the service of causing me to laugh until my entire body hurts.

It turns out that our Margaret recently visited Thailand, and the phrases yelled to potential customers by the "barkers" in front of the Bangkok sex parlors become the thread that is woven throughout the entire 90 minutes of the Cho Revolution concert. Cho's riffs on these crude enticements sent me into uncontrollable gales of laughter every time, even though I knew they were coming.

Cho fans know that no concert is complete without at least one monologue about Margaret's Korean mother, and she doesn't disappoint. She recounts her mother's unchanging conviction that anything can be glued to anything using rice, and she provides a visually hilarious tale about why her mother refused to have cosmetic surgery to Anglicize her eyes.

Cho is equally adept at both social satire and physical comedy, and she uses them together to expose the horrors of American racism, sexism, commercialism, and homophobia. Never have such disturbing subjects been so gut-splittingly funny.