• Inside Joke Films

This weekend, I’ll be seeing 17 SketchFest shows in four days. Will it be worth the trudge down stupid Belmont Avenue to Stage 773 in zero degrees Kelvin? Let’s hope. After spending the past two days failing to mine any comedic potential from the name Boehner, I could use the inspiration.

On Thursday night, I checked out performances by four sketch groups, starting with the maniacally adolescent Inside Joke Films. The physical comedy of uber-youthful Jon Braylock and Ramy Youssef is as cartoonish as a day in the life of Ren and Stimpy compressed down to 45 minutes—if Ren and Stimpy were an African/Arab-American duo making the most of their backgrounds. The show follows a day in their high-school-level life, from waking up to going to bed: dancing, rapping, brushing teeth and combing hair (their own and each other’s), pretending to snort or shoot up during detention. They make dizzying character shifts, playing parent and teen at the dinner table, and engage in bedtime talk of love and sex based on knowledge drawn solely from pop music. It ain’t exactly dry or sophisticated, but energy carries it through. They’ll be back Sunday, 4 PM, sharing the bill with Sausage.