There is something wrong with Lewis Schaffer: he is not famous. He acknowledges that his besuited appearance should deem him a big-time comedian, but he's not, and here he sets out to question why.
His act may be a bitter pill to swallow. It's snarky, dark, and flirts with volatility; beginning by criticising both himself and his audience's reactions and then descending into a kind of self-help session with audience input. Despite a number of barbed remarks, Schaffer ultimately comes across as unfailingly charismatic. See him while you can - after all, he may not be free forever.