Anyone with aging parents or grandparents will understand this. Boomers might as well turn on the oven and stick their heads in to look for pictures of their grandchildren. They fall for internet scams like pandas rolling down a hill. “Twenty Target gift cards? Yes, that sounds like a legitimate way to pay for antivirus software on my phone.”

Even though Boomers can’t remember a single password, they’re still a virtual Russian cyber army that can make any misinformation go viral in family WhatsApp group chats. How do they know the crazy story is real? Hey, it’s from cnn-nnnn.ru. Chieng marvels at the idiocy of a generation that can’t even click the right mouse button.

I love to hate it is a hilarious stand-up film, but secretly a thoughtful meditation on fathers and sons. The special begins with a mundane story about sperm storage and embryo freezing, a plan that will allow Chieng and his wife to one day have children while still enjoying their current child-free life. “Children are what you have when you’ve given up on your own hopes and dreams,” he jokes.

The comedian’s struggle to provide doctors with appropriate genetic material is a comic race to deliver humanity’s most embarrassing medical sample.

He imagines a worst-case scenario in which his future son wants to become a stand-up comedian just like his father. Chieng and his wife didn’t spend a fortune to create a grade A blastocyst just so his child could become a grade B comedian. “Go to law school!”

It echoes the message Chieng received from his own father, who was the first in his family to attend college and a successful businessman in Malaysia. Without context for the idea of ​​“show business,” Chieng’s father didn’t seem to appreciate the comic’s success. “He wouldn’t understand what I was doing.”

Or would he? Like the best stand-up specials, Chieng subtly stitches together his disparate stories about children, parents, and their responsibilities to one another into a surprisingly emotional conclusion. He never milks the bit or gets maudlin, which only makes it more touching. Chieng argues that two things can be true at the same time – our idiotic elders can drive us crazy and still earn our respect.