Celebrity roasts are about as funny as smallpox
There was a time when celebrity roasts were built on the tiniest shred of wit, driven not by a desire to be as offensive as possible but to poke fun at uncomfortable truths packaged in genuine humor and delivered with enough intelligence to make even the roastee laugh. But today’s generation of roasts — now hosted by Netflix for ungodly amounts of money — are about as far from comedy as they could possibly be. No, they’re just algorithmic outrage factories, populated by attention whores. The latest example of this pattern was Netflix’s roast of Kevin Hart, who is clearly ...