Comedian, podcaster, actor, horror fan, and bon vivant Matt Braunger taped his newest special (coming soon, I would imagine) at Zanies here in Nashville, and in preparation for that, I got to talk to him for awhile. It was awesome.
Showing posts with label comedy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comedy. Show all posts
06 November 2021
31 December 2017
A brief update.
I interviewed comedian Dave Stone.
I reviewed the exceptional Norwegian film Thelma.
And I reviewed The Square.
Labels:
boogie monster,
comedy,
dave stone,
lesbian scifi,
nyff 2017,
sandwiches,
the square,
thelma
18 May 2017
Famous People Talked to Me: Kumail Nanjiani.
Kumail Nanjiani is just the best. I have the utmost respect for him, and he's a delight to interview.
20 May 2016
The Trump vs Bernie Experience.
I got to talk to both sides of the Trump vs Bernie debate that's currently traveling the world. It was amazing across the board, and gets at a lot of the subtext of the modern American experience. I will go to the ends of the earth for James Adomian, and Tony Atamanuik kicks just as much ass.
03 March 2015
Famous People Talked to Me: Maria Bamford.
I adore Maria Bamford. So should you.
07 August 2014
Uncle BBQ talked to me.
I got to interview Kyle Kinane. I reccommend it to all.
27 June 2013
At the movies: The Heat.
A very pleasant surprise here. Feel free to take Mom to this one, even though it uses a lot of F words and people get shot in the head. I wish I could go see it with Alison Bechdel.
17 November 2011
11 April 2010
In memoriam: Dixie Carter.
I just found out that Dixie Carter had died, and it hit me very hard. For my entire adult life and most of my childhood, she has been the personification of wit and great lines, because of Designing Women, yes, to a certain extent, but mostly because of Filthy Rich, a sitcom that ran on CBS from 1982-1983.

Carter's character, Carlotta Beck, was scheming and conniving and willing to do anything to get at the fortune left by her deceased father-in-law Big Guy Beck. But along the way, she had some of the great lines of television history, and next to no one knows about this show. So as a tribute to the memory of the late, great Dixie Carter, here are my seventeen favorite lines she ever delivered on this underseen gem.
You may recognize some of these, if only because I've been quoting them for the past twenty-five years.
"I became confused and forced it out of a small child's hand."
"You want to know what happened to me, I'll tell you what happened to me. I fell into the Mississippi River."
"We do not serve- gristle."
"If you refuse to pay servants, you leave us no choice but to adopt small, pliant children from underprivileged countries."
"This should be put on wheels and taken around to people everywhere to show that it could happen in your home too."
"How I hate it when she pummels us with clever repartee..."
"Yes, I want you hurt."
"If I looked in the mirror I would see someone demented, and frothing, and looking for just the right size axe."
"Kathleen, dear, I suggest you stay out of this or I will verbally annihilate you. I will cut you off at the knees. I will take that two-cent accent and perfectly coiffed hairdo and stuff it down your demurely concealed, but nevertheless dimestore cleavage!"
"We prefer not to seriously consider the opinion of a woman whose dog wears hot pants."
"Bootsie Weschester's taste in men ranges from King Kong to Lil' Abner and unfortunately, you do not fall into that category."
"It must be all that fresh morning air you get on those long taxi rides home."
"Marshall- thunder!"
"Our only regret is that we did not have time to purchase an appropriate gift. Perhaps a silver platter with rabbits on it."
"You've been meditating again... your pupils are dilated."
"Don't tell us! Random House has decided to publish your autobiography, I Was an Elementary School Virgin."
"Nouveau white trash."

Carter's character, Carlotta Beck, was scheming and conniving and willing to do anything to get at the fortune left by her deceased father-in-law Big Guy Beck. But along the way, she had some of the great lines of television history, and next to no one knows about this show. So as a tribute to the memory of the late, great Dixie Carter, here are my seventeen favorite lines she ever delivered on this underseen gem.
You may recognize some of these, if only because I've been quoting them for the past twenty-five years.
"I became confused and forced it out of a small child's hand."
"You want to know what happened to me, I'll tell you what happened to me. I fell into the Mississippi River."
"We do not serve- gristle."
"If you refuse to pay servants, you leave us no choice but to adopt small, pliant children from underprivileged countries."
"This should be put on wheels and taken around to people everywhere to show that it could happen in your home too."
"How I hate it when she pummels us with clever repartee..."
"Yes, I want you hurt."
"If I looked in the mirror I would see someone demented, and frothing, and looking for just the right size axe."
"Kathleen, dear, I suggest you stay out of this or I will verbally annihilate you. I will cut you off at the knees. I will take that two-cent accent and perfectly coiffed hairdo and stuff it down your demurely concealed, but nevertheless dimestore cleavage!"
"We prefer not to seriously consider the opinion of a woman whose dog wears hot pants."
"Bootsie Weschester's taste in men ranges from King Kong to Lil' Abner and unfortunately, you do not fall into that category."
"It must be all that fresh morning air you get on those long taxi rides home."
"Marshall- thunder!"
"Our only regret is that we did not have time to purchase an appropriate gift. Perhaps a silver platter with rabbits on it."
"You've been meditating again... your pupils are dilated."
"Don't tell us! Random House has decided to publish your autobiography, I Was an Elementary School Virgin."
"Nouveau white trash."
Labels:
carlotta beck,
comedy,
dixie carter,
filthy rich,
RIP
06 November 2008
So I read these...
Now that I'm back from the NYC and re-enmeshed in the workday, I've been reading more, and I've finished quite a few in the past couple of weeks.
Paul of Dune by Brian Herbert and Kevin J. Anderson.
Pretty good, though since it's occuring in well laid-out time periods in the Dune-iverse, there aren't any big surprises. Still, I love spending time with the characters and the seventeen or so millenia in which the Dune-iverse unfolds.
The Haunted Smile: The Story of Jewish Comedians in America by Lawrence J. Epstein.
Interesting history of both the Jewish-American experience and the evolution of humor and stand-up comedy. A little dry for my taste, but still a brisk and fascinating read.
Silent Bob Speaks by Kevin Smith.
A collection of previously published pieces. Smith is a fun conversationalist and writer, but this collection feels like a cash-in. No offense to Smith, but his bloggery is more immediate and enveloping.
Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman.
A delightful little read, full of whimsy and deadpan humor. Sort of an Afro-Caribbean Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Light in tone, and, as always with Gaiman, witty and imaginative.
Paul of Dune by Brian Herbert and Kevin J. Anderson.
Pretty good, though since it's occuring in well laid-out time periods in the Dune-iverse, there aren't any big surprises. Still, I love spending time with the characters and the seventeen or so millenia in which the Dune-iverse unfolds.
The Haunted Smile: The Story of Jewish Comedians in America by Lawrence J. Epstein.
Interesting history of both the Jewish-American experience and the evolution of humor and stand-up comedy. A little dry for my taste, but still a brisk and fascinating read.
Silent Bob Speaks by Kevin Smith.
A collection of previously published pieces. Smith is a fun conversationalist and writer, but this collection feels like a cash-in. No offense to Smith, but his bloggery is more immediate and enveloping.
Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman.
A delightful little read, full of whimsy and deadpan humor. Sort of an Afro-Caribbean Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Light in tone, and, as always with Gaiman, witty and imaginative.
Labels:
comedy,
Dune,
judaism,
kevin smith,
neil gaiman,
So I read this
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