Sarah Silverman: We Are Miracles

There is plenty of irony in Silverman's presentations, but her title is sincere.

It hardly needs saying that Ms. Silverman’s material is not for everybody.... But she isn’t spewing things out randomly, hoping to get by on shock value. The execution is fairly intricate.

Silverman has never been sharper or seemingly more confident as a comedian and performer, and the laughs are there--just not quite as many as might be expected.

While both these specials boast a fair number of yuks, we won’t repeat any lines.... We don’t have a durable enough dash key on our computer to start regurgitating Silverman's set.

Few comics could get away with such an irreverent act, but Silverman pulls it off with her disconnected style that blends vulgarity and vulnerability.

A brisk and pleasingly outrageous hour-long set taped before a crowd of 39 people in a very small Los Angeles venue, she shows off her ability to segue from naif to sharp-tongued devil in a split-second.

Silverman performs her proudly raunchy set before an intimate 39-seat audience, which is only fitting for someone who is so defiantly in-your-face.