When I was watching this I thought I must have had a stroke because I just couldn't comprehend how anyone could find this funny. Turns out I'm fine. Harith on the other hand not so much. I even watched till the end to see if I could manage a chuckle. I didn't.

The "World's Funniest Person" did not make me laugh. At all. I don't know what is it about "award-winning" people who tend to slide down the slippery slope of mediocrity as soon as they finish preening. In Harith's case, he still milked the opportunity to preen in his Netflix debut, unfunnily, and was persistently unfunny to the point of increasing my frown lines when he spoke of how his "hot" wife was a genuine doctor and not a quack. *Crickets*. Then there was shouting. No, not from an excited audience member, but the "comedian" himself, who found it necessary to go up a few decibels to sound "funnier". Look, it's supposed to be a stand-up comedy show. Why on earth did this guy choose to include a somewhat bland family story (he tried to inject some humour but failed) into the script I will never know. There was pin-drop silence in the hall, I suppose because the people, who paid money to laugh, didn't know whether to cry or attempt a guffaw.