
Grego Rossello

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I’ll admit it: I wasn’t expecting much. A 65-minute Netflix stand-up special with a 3.0 on TMDB, a title that translates to Sorry for the Bother, and a comedian whose fame is mostly confined to Argentine Instagram? The odds felt stacked against it.
But here’s the thing about comedy—especially the kind that doesn’t travel well on paper—it’s not about the premise. It’s about the alchemy of a performer, a room, and the quiet, shared recognition of something true. Disculpe las molestias isn’t trying to reinvent the wheel. It’s just trying to make you laugh at the wheels we’re all stuck spinning.
Grego Rossello’s stage persona is disarmingly simple: a guy who’s just smart enough to notice how ridiculous life is, but not so smart that he’s above laughing at it. He’s the kind of comedian who could make a bit about airplane food land because he’s not just mocking the food—he’s mocking the absurdity of expecting anything better. (I’ve been there.
We’ve all been there.) The special was recorded in Buenos Aires, and there’s a warmth to the room that feels intentional, like Rossello isn’t just performing for the camera but for the people who’ve followed him from Instagram to this theater. That intimacy is his superpower. He’s not a shock comic or a prop comedian; he’s the friend who texts you at 2 a.m.
With a screenshot of something stupid and the caption, “This is us.”

The special’s structure is loose, almost conversational, which is both its strength and its weakness. Rossello meanders through topics like sibling rivalry (a bit about his brother that’s equal parts affectionate and brutal), the performative nature of modern fame (he’s self-aware enough to know he’s part of the problem), and the universal dread of small talk. There’s a moment where he mimics the way people fake-laugh at parties, and it’s so spot-on that I found myself wincing in recognition.
Grego Rossello told La Nacion in October 2018 that filling Teatro Gran Rex and starring in a movie would not make you happy on a Sunday. He was 27, an Instagram comic who had already done Buenos Aires's big musical house twice, billed as the first standup in Argentine history to get that room. A year later Netflix posted Grego Rossello: Disculpe las molestias. Sixty-five minutes, Spanish, directed by Juani Libonatti, taped in Buenos Aires. The platform copy is modern stardom, airline dining, brotherly love. TMDB stamps 31 October 2019. latestnetflix.com's read is that New On Netflix USA matches that add date and the runtime.Argentina's Netflix card is 1 November. The U.S. Catalog waited until 10 September 2020. TV-MA. He wrote it. He stars in it.,,,,
The 2010s were a pile of gigs. Child part in Palabra por palabra at 13. Casi Angeles, Sueña conmigo. History at Di Tella, drama at IUNA. Short videos on Instagram did the fame work television had not. ESPN Redes from 2016. Polemica en el bar in 2017. TN reported he quit that panel hours after a Martin Fierro. He told La Nacion, in a longer sit-down, that he wanted a late-night lane like Jimmy Fallon. The Gran Rex dates, 2016 then 2017, were the proof. Later he would say he had spent four years passing the hat, 3,500 pesos a night, trying to afford his own place.,,
Cronica later slotted the hour next to Lucas Lauriente and Agustin Aristaran as evidence Netflix was buying Argentine rooms. IMDb users still argue only locals get the slang. The special did not make him a U.S. Name. It did put Netflix on a filmography that already had Telefe red carpets and a movie with Dario Lopilato. Wikipedia's theatre line is Ridiculos, 2019, same year as the tape.,,
What the synopsis skipped is the rest of that year. In February 2021, on Vino para vos, Rossello told Tomas Dente that late 2019 was the stretch he had never mentioned. Nothing specific happened, he said. He was coming off the Rex years, a travel year, the chase for videos with half a million views, a million. A car accident scared him. His psychologist added sessions. He spent six months with a psychiatrist. "I was sad and I did not know why. It wrecked me." He had the car and the apartment. He still was not right. He said shame kept him quiet, and that he had been angry when therapy first pointed him at a psychiatrist, as if that meant he was crazy. Clarin printed it.
The title asks you to excuse the interruption. The gossip is smaller and meaner. Netflix bought the noise in the same season the person making it was already telling a shrink he could not feel the win.
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