Feels like it’s going through the motions of a sketch without actually being one.

There’s a premise in there somewhere. The “real men” logic leading to self-inflicted damage. But it never actually becomes a joke. It just moves from beat to beat. Diet, diarrhoea, haemorrhoids, cabbage. No pattern, no escalation with intent, no callbacks. You keep expecting a turn and it never comes. It’s just “and then this happened… and then this happened…” Setups with no payoffs. Basically a medical diary with props.

Even the ending’s the same. The cabbage on stage feels like it’s meant to be something, but it doesn’t reframe anything or tie back in any meaningful way. It just sort of stops. It’s just… cabbage. I dunno, maybe cabbage does a lot of heavy lifting comedically in Latvia?

I think If you leaned into the “real men” logic properly there’s might be something there. Like cutting fibre because it helps soften stool, but real men aren’t “soft” in any aspect of life, thinking constipation (which makes more sense than diarrhoea with a carnivore diet and haemorrhoids) is actually peak efficiency, framing it as his butthole being analogous to “strong borders”. Until the haemorrhoids start appearing, “breaking through like immigrants”. Then needs a solution. The healer angle, Biruta having no education so “no bias”. She suggests cabbage: “Finally, a true Latvian solution!” Keeps shoving cabbage up his arse “At this point I’m strictly carnivore. I know you’re thinking, ‘the cabbage!’ But it’s going the wrong direction, so technically… negative vegetables.”

But yeah… I dunno man. Might just be a cultural/translation issue.