Isabel Klein is funny probably. We don’t know for sure but that’s what her paid staff told us.

Her press minions reached out to WEHOville demanding an in-depth profile but WEHOville said “We’ve only got Brandon” and they said “Who?” and WEHOville said “Exactly. The mayor of this city went on record saying she doesn’t consider him a real journalist. You’ll be lucky to get a shitty Q&A.”

“But this chick lives in Hollywood,” lazy Brandon protested. “That’s beyond the boundaries of Fantasia.”

“Just do it,” he said back to himself. “Better than recapping another meeting.”

So Isabel has a show called Showstopper. She is the star, but there’s no other actors in it, so it’s kind of disingenuous of her to go around bragging that she’s the star. So what is so show-stopping about it?

The press slaves have branded the show “a cringeworthy spoof about reaching for the stars in Tinseltown.”

“Self-proclaimed, famous Hollywood actress Isabel Klein showcases her jaw-dropping talents in this one-woman show. The future Oscar/BAFTA winner takes you on a self-indulgent journey, working her way to the top. But when everything goes horribly wrong, can she hold it together until the final curtain? Find out in this cringeworthy spoof about reaching for the stars in Tinseltown.

The New York Times defines SHOWSTOPPER as, ‘A performance receiving prolonged applause from the audience.’

Don’t let Klein’s credits from the Hollywood Improv, Groundlings, and RADA intimidate you! She puts her clown shoes on one foot at a time.”

Jajaja!* OK, that’s pretty funny. Also The New York Times is a real journalist.

Isabel got invited to perform Showstopper at the The Edinburgh Festival Fringe in a venue called the Gilded Balloon. Dumb name. But press slaves said IT’S A BIG DEAL!!!

Edinburgh is a town in northern Westeros that none of us would ever set foot in, but Isabel has a show that’s much closer! That’s why this article exists TBH. It’s at the Zephyr Theater at 7456 Melrose Ave. (L.A., not WeHo). It’s from 8 to 9 p.m. on Thursday April 20 and Sunday April 23. We recommend the 4/20 show because even if it sucks you’ll be high as fuck and more forgiving than you usually are.

Here is a link. https://www.eventbrite.com/e/showstopper-isabel-klein-date-420-tickets-560970567067

Click it or the blood of Isabel’s future will be on your hands.

MY QUESTiONS

OK, let’s do the boring backstory stuff first. You have three sentences to sum up your early life, career arc, dreams, et al. Chop chop.

I was born in Portland, Oregon to extremely supportive and encouraging parents who applauded every puppet show, piano recital, and amateur dance performance I did. Because of that unwavering support, I was able to dream big, and my dream was to be on Saturday Night Live. I watched SNL with my mom on Sunday mornings, after she decided what was “kid appropriate,” and I was hooked on comedy and live performance.

Now say something completely inappropriate, s’il vous plait.

This is for someone who I thought didn’t buy a ticket for my show, but they actually did. If you don’t buy a ticket, I will f***ing mess you the f*** up mother f***er. Oh, holy s***, you already bought a f***ing ticket? I’m sorry! I f***ing love you, b****!

Fill in the blanks:

Everybody thinks I’m a… Scorpio
but really, I’m a huge… person who doesn’t know anything about astrology.

The prank I’ve never quite had the guts to play is …

When I get married, I want to have an actor dressed as my grandma. Then when my “grandma”, walks into the ceremony, she has a HUGE fall. Then people will be gasping and trying to help her, but my real grandma will stand up and say something to the effect of: “Looking for me?” And then the actor will get up, take a bow, and my real grandma will sit back down.

If I don’t succeed at comedy, I will …

probably end up working as a personal assistant for a comedian. Once we’re close, I will undermine their life by giving them Kälteen Bars, and pretending they’re “diet” bars, then I’ll make it look like they didn’t give a candy gram to Gretchen Wieners, and finally I’ll become friends with all of their friends and while we’re sitting at the lunch table, I’ll say to them “you can’t sit with us!” That’s also the plot of Mean Girls, but you get the idea.

The movie role that belonged to me was…

anyone in Bridesmaids or Nacho in Nacho Libre.

Tell us what’s on your plastic surgery wish list:

I would love to go into a plastic surgeon’s office and just yell, “GIVE ME THE LISA RINNA.”

Two straight-up lies and one true thing about yourself:

My star is on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, I won an Oscar and I was in an Airheads commercial.

Most memorable wardrobe malfunction?

This is more of a makeup malfunction. But in High School, I was a maiden in the Pirates of Penzance and there was a moment where the Pirate King had to kiss me aggressively. What I didn’t know was that the actor playing the Pirate King was experimenting with makeup and he filled in his beard with face paint. So, when he made out with me, all of his painted beard got on my face. Then, I strutted around on stage with that beard for 10 minutes without knowing it.

What if we don’t laugh at your show?

I would assume something is medically wrong with you! But really, I’ve found that this show appeals to people who like to laugh at Hollywood’s expense. I’ve found it cathartic, as an actor, to make fun of all the craziness that surrounds my profession. So, if that sounds like something that appeals to you, you’ll probably enjoy it, and maybe you’ll even laugh a little.

THE END

*I’m “Latinx” so instead of Hahaha we say Jajaja. It sounds exactly the same. Using “Latinx” anywhere in any context is embarrassing, but in WeHo you can get a citation if you don’t.