If there’s a holy trinity of gay idols, it would consist of Liz, Judy, and Liza. But somewhere in glittery apostledom, featured in the most airbrushed Last Supper portrait in existence, seated under perfect lighting at the right hand of Cher, you’ll find Kathy Griffin. With a mouth that’s gotten her banned from The View and CNN, she’s the patron saint of talking trash. And her targets are those who really deserve it: the rich, the hypocritical, and the famous. However, Our Lady of Perpetual Red Hair Dye tempers her bitchiness by being equally hard on herself. (And she invites others to ridicule her—provided they have the chops to hit back.) She’s worked hard for her success, earning two Emmy Awards for her Bravo-licious My Life on the D-List and visiting Broadway with this year’s show Kathy Griffin Wants a Tony. But stand-up is still this dame’s bread and butter. It is the forum where she truly shines, working uncensored and without a net. MA’CHELL DUMA LAVASSER

Fri., Nov. 4, 8 p.m.; Sat., Nov. 5, 8 p.m., 2011