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At Le Boui-Boui: the intimate homecoming of Jim revient

At Le Boui-Boui, we love nothing more than watching a voice we cherish evolve at arm’s length from the audience, and Jim revient has precisely that electric, close-range quality that our room was built for. Jim returns to our stage with a new hour of stand-up honed in late-night slots, workshops, and surprise drop-ins, a set that channels his sharp eye for the everyday into a fast, generous flow of ideas. In this edition of Jim revient, he digs into tech fatigue, neighborly diplomacy, and the unwritten etiquette of modern love, while leaving real air in the show for the spontaneous. Fans will recognize his cleanly sculpted premises and quick pivots, and newcomers will discover the joy of being recruited into the punchline. Expect fresh bits like “Le voisin du dessus,” “Mot de passe: Incorrect,” “Rendez-vous chez le dentiste,” and “Mode Avion,” woven with the micro-observations he’s become known for in our room: the side-glances, the lived-in gestures, and the defiant pause before a laugh that keeps growing.

New material, live energy, and the Le Boui-Boui vantage point

Our team has been following Jim’s recent creative burst with real excitement. Over the past months he has stepped up the pace of short-form releases and club testing, premiering nimble capsules that foreshadow the muscle of this set—pieces such as “Le contrôle technique des émotions,” “Ticket Restaurant,” and “Minute Papillon,” alongside viral crowd moments like “Caddie Blues.” That mix of scripted precision and agile improv translates beautifully on our compact stage, where the distance between first row and microphone is measured in breaths, not meters. Jim revient in our house is the right size for this moment: you hear the first chuckle ripple to the back, you feel the shifts in tempo, and you watch the joke evolve in real time as he calibrates a callback or reframes a story. As curators, we’ve placed this run to spotlight an artist in motion, giving him repeat nights to stretch the hour, re-order beats, and keep the audience in that thrilling zone where discovery and mastery meet.

What distinguishes this chapter of Jim revient, from our vantage point behind the lights and beside the monitors, is the show’s structure: a crisp opening salvo, a center section that leans into audience interplay, and a closing stretch that loops threads together with a satisfying click. On several nights, Jim has spun a playful mid-show segment around questions from the floor—he calls it “Questions pour un Jim”—and then folds those off-the-cuff moments back into planned pieces like “Checklist du trentenaire” or the brisk relationship riff “Plan à trois: moi, elle et l’algorithme.” The rhythm is tight but breathable, the crowd work respectful and quick-witted, and the beats land with more weight thanks to our room’s warm acoustics and deliberately minimal staging. At Le Boui-Boui, we balance punch and intimacy: a simple wash of light, a clean mix that lets consonants snap, and sightlines that make every shrug and eyebrow count. Jim thrives here because every detail registers—an ideal setting to witness new material become the next signature bit, and to feel the return promised by Jim revient as something happening right now, a few centimeters from your laughter.