Heard Dan on with Jake today. Another good show.
We've remarked on Jake's strengths, but what struck me about today's show is how sharp Dan was. I yield to no one in my admiration and affection for Bob, but his encyclopedic sportsiness and tendency to go on some tends to leave Dan in the "sports humorist" role. This too often consists of jabbing and teasing and exaggerating and timidly throwing out the occasional sports point, after which he says "right?" as though hoping for approval.
With Jake, who does not try to dominate the proceedings, Dan has some time to stretch out, support his opinions, talk sports. TC was invited to pop on with OJ updates, which was fine, and Machine popped on almost not at all, so not too many voices today.
And come on, you've gotta love The Ticket. What other show, what other network, what other medium would have the courage to do two segments on comparing "Pee-wee's Big Adventure" to "Ernest Goes to Camp." Jake was the sole Ernest supporter; the balance of the staff came down heavily for Pee-wee and violently against Ernest.
I like them both, but come on: Pee Wee's movie was directed by Tim Burton and written by Pee-wee (Paul Reubens), Phil Hartman, and one other. Ernest's show was directed by someone named John R. Cherry III and written by him and one Coke Sams. I was surprised that Jake didn't summon up the Three Stooges as examples of film figures whose rank stupidity has been entertaining men and boys for years, and Ernest strikes me as in that vein. (Irrelevant disclosure: The friend of a friend of mine had some role in the creation of "Ernest: Scared Stupid," one of the lesser of the Jim Varney oeuvre.)
Pee-wee is a genius. Bit of a wanker, but a genius. His "Pee-wee's Playhouse" on Saturday morning, theme sung by Cyndi Lauper, Laurence Fishburne as Cowboy Curtis, the magisterial William Marshall as the King of Cartoons, Phil Hartman as Captain Carl -- was an incredibly rich and wonderous and hilarious broadcast from Puppetland. And don't forget Miss Yvonne, The Most Beautiful Woman in Puppetland:
Jim Varney was never going to win any Oscars, but he had his charms. I remember his pitch-work, where he was constantly tormenting his neighbor Vern, with great fondness.
Anyway, two great segments. Good show today.