Renee Gauthier

She spent over a decade writing for other people’s television projects before putting out her own hour. She works the stage with a relaxed rhythm, pacing the room like someone who has survived worse crowds and no longer cares if you think she is polite.

Her strongest bits target people acting like responsible adults. She attacks the little lies people tell by aggressively confessing to her own laziness. Whether the target is a fake gluten allergy, a pandemic sourdough hobby, or pretending the book was better than the movie, she dismantles performative habits by admitting she just does not care. She describes watching her teenage nephews eat with the flat disbelief of someone footing the grocery bill. Sometimes she drifts into familiar complaints about modern dating, but she pulls the set back by anchoring it in her own loud refusal to cooperate.

Raised in Chicago’s Italian-American neighborhoods, she grounds much of her stage persona in the loud, food-centric environment of her childhood. She also spent years writing banter for awards shows and producing reality television, an industry background that informs her zero tolerance for pretense.