Spending a Night With Hannibal Buress

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There’s a one-act buffer between Friedlander and Buress. For the most part, he’s a hit. He opens with a joke about his name (yes, it’s really Hannibal. It has at one time or another ruined his game), and closes with new material about not putting a napkin in his lap when he eats, “because I believe in myself.” The only off moment is when he mentions that it’s his 28th birthday tomorrow and someone from the audience shouts that Buress looks 35. He does not like this at all. “You look like a bouncer. [Beat.] At a bookstore,” he tells the guy in the audience. “Which means you look unnecessary.”