Camille Lienard - C'est Pas La Nuit Qu'elle Dort

Le Boui-Boui welcomes Camille Lienard with C'est pas la nuit qu'elle dort

At Le Boui-Boui, we love artists who turn a small room into a world of their own, and that is exactly what happens when Camille Lienard steps on our stage with C'est pas la nuit qu'elle dort. The title hints at the heartbeat of the evening: the hours when the city goes quiet and the mind gets loud, the tiny dramas that erupt between midnight and dawn, and the delirious humor that appears when sleep refuses to cooperate. In our intimate setting, her timing lands with a warm thud of recognition—every raised eyebrow, every whispered aside, every domino of surprise clearly felt from the first row to the last. Expect a blend of stand-up and narrative finesse: quick-fire observations that bloom into longer, theatrical moments, physical accents that punctuate her storytelling, and a bright sense of play that keeps the room on the edge of a laugh. Le Boui-Boui has always prized that closeness between artist and audience; here, the proximity becomes part of the dramaturgy, as Camille turns late-night overthinking, street-corner encounters, and flickers of vulnerability into a conversation that feels private, mischievous, and delightfully unfiltered.

An artist in motion: fresh material, real-time energy

What excites us most about hosting Camille Lienard right now is her momentum. She arrives at Le Boui-Boui with material that feels newly minted and gleaming at the edges, the kind of set that captures a performer in full flight—testing, tightening, and taking risks in front of a live crowd. If you keep an eye on the current French-speaking comedy wave—where late-night confessions thrive and micro-stories bloom into full comedic arcs—you’ll recognize the buzz: audiences trading favorite lines from recent sketches like L’insomnie, Le métro à l’aube, and Mon cerveau à 3h47 across social feeds; stand-up showcases and podcasts setting the tone, from Génération Paname and Le Fridge to crowd-favorite talk formats that dissect craft and stage life. Without ever breaking the spell of the show’s title, Camille threads together facets of the same nocturnal tapestry—how we text in the dark, how a neighbor’s floorboard can become a percussion solo, how the brain can spin a simple notification into a three-act epic. The hairpin shifts between confessional intimacy and laser-precise punchlines make the room feel like it’s breathing with her, a pulse that suits Le Boui-Boui perfectly.

For us, the joy of presenting C'est pas la nuit qu'elle dort is the shared sense of discovery it enables. In an intimate space like ours, laughter doesn’t just ring—it ricochets, bending the set into a genuine exchange. Camille Lienard uses that energy with care, folding audience reactions into the rhythm and letting pauses hover just long enough to build a delicious kind of suspense. What you’ll see here is not only a show but a snapshot of an artist’s current creative life: a live workshop of new ideas made show-ready, a playful dissection of daily pressures and private rituals, and an affectionate portrait of sleeplessness that somehow leaves you lighter as you step back into the night. Our team tunes the room for clarity and warmth so that even the subtlest inflection comes through, because this is comedy that rewards attention—the blink-and-you-miss-it gesture, the soft-glove callback that suddenly lands like a thunderclap. If you crave that modern, close-up stand-up experience where you can hear the joke land and feel the next one building, Le Boui-Boui is where Camille Lienard’s C'est pas la nuit qu'elle dort becomes the kind of encounter you’ll talk about all week.