I don’t know if this is the future of standup comedy, but it is most certainly the here and now.

There are funny moments, but fewer than in his previous three specials. Still, by making this special quickly, he captures an urgent brand of observational humor, a resonant portrait of the bizarre way we are living now, turning a mirror on our current mundane neuroses.

There’s the obsessive hand-washing, which Alexandro says produced so many wrinkles it appears to have “aged him into the danger demographic.” There’s the incensed bafflement at revelers who insist on going to spring break during the pandemic as well as celebrities playing savior. (The “Imagine” video from Gal Gadot and her celebrity friends gets another skewering). And in his most pitch-perfect bits, Alexandro evokes the peculiar brand of panic that this virus inspires, describing taking his family out to the porch for fresh air like the von Trapp family venturing out on a mission through Nazi-occupied territory.

One thing Alexandro mines beautifully is how this crisis turns the possibility of people on the street being friendly into a source of terror. It’s an amusing if disturbing element of daily life that Alexandro breaks down: rejecting an offer from a man to help him take a photograph comes across as an act of swaggering heroism. New Yorkers have never been as rude as people think, but the perceptive bits here make the point that social distancing incentivizes us to live up to our bad reputation.

Alexandro’s comic persona here is that of a sensible guy struggling to hold it together, which allows him to veer off into one extreme or another. He adopts a sternly lecturing tone, hectoring people to stay inside, repeating it over and over again, before adding: “P.S.: We went outside today.” Then he coughs and adds “You got to live, people,” ping-ponging between a hint of death and an instinct for life.