Flat-out brilliant and uproariously inane, Montreal’s Uncalled For improv troupe deliver a highly polished, side-splitting comedic gem with a pinch of absurdist irreverence, a good dose of camp and a whole boatload of funny all rolled into one. The entire cast deliver one grand standout performance, seamlessly transitioning through a series of loosely connected sketches without missing a beat. Starting with a farcical send-up of CSI-style crime stories, all the way through to an Elton John– and Lars Ulrich–peppered dance finale extravaganza, the hilarity doesn’t stop. If this doesn’t make you laugh, you need to see a proctologist — pronto.