Con Game

More bidding and cajoling is going on in the tug o' war on the future locale of the Comic-Con International. Will it remain, as God and Shel Dorf intended it, in the city of San Diego? Or will it up and move to someplace like Anaheim where it can get bigger right away? San Diego is expanding its convention facilities but it will be several years before they can provide as much space as Anaheim.

Here's the latest, which involves San Diego offering $100,000 a year for the next five years to keep the con right where it is. Much of that moola would go towards increasing the con's shuttle system since the current proposals would also increase the number of hotels that would be directly housing convention attendees.

The con is contracted to be in San Diego for 2011 and 2012. Looming is the decision as to whether it will move after that. A decision is expected in the next three weeks and I still think it'll be to stay put.

Dorothy Provine, R.I.P.

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Sad to hear that the lovely Dorothy Provine has left us at the age of 75. Ms. Provine was a great and lovely comic actress, as she proved on TV shows like The Roaring Twenties and movies like Good Neighbor Sam and Who's Minding the Mint? But she will especially be remembered for her role as Milton Berle's spouse in It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World. She played the only major character in the film who didn't get injured, dumped in a trash can or covered with paint…and the only one who seemed to have a greedless heart. She got out of acting around 1969 and it was a shame because she was quite good in everything she did.

For those of you scoring at home, here's what I believe is the full list of surviving members of the Mad World cast: Sid Caesar, Mickey Rooney, Jonathan Winters, Peter Falk, Stan Freberg, Carl Reiner, Jerry Lewis, Marvin Kaplan, Nicholas Georgiade and Barrie Chase. Also, several of the stunt people are still with us and I probably should research which ones, since they were as much as the "stars" of that movie as most of the featured actors.

Today's Video Link

A revival of Promises, Promises has just opened on Broadway to (generally) not great reviews. It stars Sean Hayes and Kristin Chenoweth. The show interpolates a couple of other Bacharach-David hits, which is a good idea, and of course the choreography has to get more elaborate and physical as is today the norm. The Addams Family seems to be doing brisk business in spite of bad reviews so maybe this one will run a while.

I always kinda liked the show and have long been intrigued with how it reportedly came about. Neil Simon had become the hottest playwright on Broadway. David Merrick was the most prolific producer of plays and wanted to be in business with Simon. He invited Simon to lunch and asked him if he had any ideas for new musicals. Simon said no, he never had ideas for musicals, only plays. He only did musicals, he said, because people came to him with properties and said, "Wouldn't you like to adapt this into a musical?"

Merrick said, "Well, is there a play or movie that you wish someone would offer you to turn into a musical?" Simon, the man who never had ideas for musicals, said, "Yes, Billy Wilder's movie, The Apartment."

Merrick said, "And do you have any thoughts about what composer could write the score for a musical based on Billy Wilder's movie, The Apartment?" Simon said, "Well, you know, I've been thinking that Burt Bacharach and Hal David, who've had all those pop hits, could write a great, contemporary-feeling Broadway musical."

Merrick said, "And if we did do a musical of Billy Wilder's movie, The Apartment, with Burt Bacharach and Hal David doing the score, do you have any ideas who could direct it?" Simon said, "I recently saw an off-Broadway play directed by Robert Moore and I was thinking he should be directing musicals for Broadway."

Merrick said, "Fine," and eight months later, Promises, Promises opened on Broadway with a book by Neil Simon based on Billy Wilder's movie, The Apartment, and with a score by Burt Bacharach and Hal David and direction by Robert Moore. That's how a Broadway musical comes to be even though someone like Neil Simon doesn't have an idea for one.

Here are some snippets from the revival…

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And here are the two stars singing a little of one song and showing that neither knows how to play a guitar…

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Recommended Reading

John Lahr considers the contributions to Broadway of Mr. Neil Simon. It's a good article even if he does think that Larry Gelbart (and Mike Stewart) wrote for Your Show of Shows. The IMDB still makes the same mistake with Gelbart but the way you have to submit corrections to them is not conducive to making that correction.

So Glad We Had This Time Together…

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My pal Bob Elisberg (whose Huffington Post columns we often plug here) and I went this evening to see what was billed as Carol Burnett being interviewed by Tim Conway. A more apt description would be something about the two of them sitting around on stage talking, with Conway dominating the evening…and I may be wrong but I think he actually asked Ms. Burnett one or two questions. Not that the audience — a huge turnout that darn near filled the Saban Theater down on Wilshire — minded. Both were very funny…and even in the balcony where Bob and I were, you could tell that each of them really enjoyed laughing at the other.

One of the big secrets of being a huge comedy star on television is what I once heard an old-time joke writer, Harry Crane, describe as The Jack Benny Rule. You have to understand that when someone else gets a bigger laugh than you do on your show, it's not upstaging you. It's making your show better. Benny was famous for letting Dennis Day get the laugh, letting Don Wilson get the laugh, letting Rochester get the laugh, etc. He didn't feel threatened, just as Andy Griffith didn't regret when people said Don Knotts was the real star of The Andy Griffith Show or Mary Tyler Moore was willing to let Ed Asner or Cloris Leachman (or Ted or Gavin or Valerie…) walk off with whole scenes. No one had a bigger career than Benny, Griffith or Moore…or Burnett, who loved it when Conway and/or Harvey Korman soared. We saw some of that tonight.

The event was a function of Writers Bloc, an L.A.-based group that puts together terrific evenings with authors being interviewed, often by pretty impressive interviewers. A week or two ago, I was too swamped with work to go hear Jules Feiffer questioned by Carl Reiner. Must have been great. Here's a link to the Writers Bloc website where you can keep an eye out for upcoming programs of interest and sign up for mailings.

Anyway, Conway and Burnett screwed around on stage for a while and she was going to stay as long as she had to, they said, to sign her new book for everyone who purchased a copy. Based on the length of the line when we left, I figure she'll be done by sundown tomorrow.

Before they got to that, she and Conway took questions from the audience. I'd told Bob on the way over that the first question would be from someone asking her to do the Tarzan yell, and that all the questioners would be people talking about themselves and about how much they loved Carol (and Tim, too) and how on behalf of the entire audience, the person at the mike in the aisles just wanted to thank the two of them for all the love and all the laughs. I was right about all of this. But I was also right when I said that everyone would have a very good time.

Passages…

The mainstream press is finally running obits for Allen Swift.

I'm informed that comic book writer-editor Bill DuBay passed away on April 15 from colon cancer. Dubay was best known for his long runs on the Warren magazines including Creepy, Eerie and Vampirella, though he worked for almost every publisher in existence in the eighties. I barely knew Bill and really don't know enough about him to write a proper obit here.

A memorial service will be held Saturday, May 15 for our friend Eddie Carroll, who passed away April 6. Details can be found at his website. I'm going to do my darnedest to be there.

Today's Bonus Video Link

Want to know the core of the Goldman Sachs problem? It's right here in this video, which shows four and a half minutes from the Senate Governmental Affairs Subcommittee on Investigations hearing this morning. I assume you'll be seeing this a lot on the news, bleeped or otherwise…

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Quick Comment

I used to like David Letterman. I liked him a lot as a performer. I liked what I saw of him as a person from our brief encounters and liked what I heard from friends who knew him well. But I liked him a little less after he threw that huge tantrum about not getting The Tonight Show and his recent tirades against Jay Leno strike me as petulant and childish and…well, I think they've pretty much nuked the last bits of affection I had for Dave.

A lady I worked with used to tell me she never watched him because he was always cranky and bitter and filled with contempt for those around him. I told her no…he was clever and funny and the crabbiness wasn't the real guy. It was just comedy. I'm starting to think like her on this. I used to love watching both Jay and Dave…and the end result of the recent Late Night War is that I like Jay a little less and can't watch Dave at all.

Connecting the Dots

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After way too long a lull — like more than a year, hello! — the lazy bum who operates oldtvtickets.com has finally started updating it again with new old TV tickets. The other day, he posted tix (and annotations) for Barney Miller and Dotto, the latter being the 1958 quiz show (seen above) that triggered the whole investigation into whether such programs were rigged. Dotto was.

Does anyone think there could be another Quiz Show Scandal today? Most reality shows are no more honest…and hey, what about professional wrestling? Mark my words: We're going to see the day when there'll be Congressional Hearings into allegations that something on TV was honest and spontaneous. The hearings will be carefully scripted, rehearsed, edited and televised.

Today's Video Link

This is the first four minutes of an episode of Hullabaloo from September of 1965. The hosts are Jerry Lewis and his son Gary…and by God, it's thrilling to finally hear one of the Beatles' songs sung properly. If you've never heard the definitive version of "Help!," it's about time. You may especially enjoy the fact that Jerry seems to have learned the number about six minutes before they taped and barely takes his eyes off the cue cards the entire time.

Let's see what else there is of interest to mention. Hullabaloo had previously taped in New York and this was the first one done out here at NBC Burbank, which they always lie and claim is "Hollywood." A pre-Laugh-In Goldie Hawn is reportedly visible as a dancer on this episode, though not in this clip. One of the dancers who is seen is a lady on whom I (and 32% of all males in America) briefly had what you might politely call a crush. Hey, I was thirteen at the time and lusting after every woman on television younger than Frances Bavier. In later years, I got to meet most of my teen-year crushes, though I never got to meet this particular Hullabaloo dancer. I did, however, find out that she'd had a brief-but-torrid affair with one of my favorite comic book artists — no, not Jack Kirby — and that somehow made up for my never getting to see her in person.

That's about it, except I have to thank Shelly Goldstein for finding this clip. Shelly is a devout Beatles fan and expert, and she probably can't believe that someone got a Lennon and McCartney song right…

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Arizona, Take Off Your Rainbow Shades!

James Doty thinks the most offensive part of Arizona's new immigration law is and almost certainly will be ruled unconstitutional. That's the part about how cops can stop anyone they suspect of being an illegal immigrant — a determination, he notes, that will almost always be made on the basis of race.

The whole thing reminds me of an ugly practice we had out here for a time in Beverly Hills. I don't live in Beverly Hills but I pass through it often. So do a lot of folks who, unlike moi, are not Caucasian. There was a time when that alone was enough to get the B.H.P.D. to pull you over, detain you, question you and try to find something they could arrest or cite you for. Ostensibly, it was under a statute that gave the police broad powers to stop anyone they thought might be engaged in unlawful activities…but it was pretty well understood that the idea was to make minorities feel unwelcome, particularly in the evening when they probably weren't just going to or from a job cleaning some white person's home.

I'm a little fuzzy on when this happened but I recall a local TV station doing a hidden camera sting on the practice. They put a black guy in an old car and had him drive lawfully around Beverly Hills for several hours over a couple of nights. Over and over, he got stopped…allegedly because he'd run a red light or driven recklessly, though the tape from the hidden camera truck showed he'd done no such thing. Then they put a white man in the same car and had him drive the same streets for the same amount of time. He was utterly unstopped. The white man even ran a stop sign in full view of a police car and didn't get pulled over or ticketed.

I'm sure a little of that still goes on but it was much worse, much more blatant once upon a time. The police there finally had to give up the lie that they weren't stopping black people because they were black. There were always other reasons, they'd claimed…but they were never quite able to explain what they might be. I don't see anyone in Arizona explaining how the police are going to look at someone and, leaving race aside, deduce that there's a strong likelihood the person is an illegal alien.

But apparently, this new law is going into practice. Betcha within two weeks, there's a news story that they stopped some Hispanic who, some cop thought, looked suspiciously like an illegal alien…and it turns out to be, like, a Congressman or the Mayor or Antonio Banderas.

Yet Another Thing I Don't Understand…

For years, the Daytime Emmy Award show was in New York and then it was relocated to Hollywood…and either makes sense, I guess. Some of the shows and folks nominated are in Manhattan and some are in Los Angeles — and, yes, there are a few (like Oprah in Chicago) in other burgs. But you know where none of the daytime shows are produced? Las Vegas. So guess where this year's ceremony is going to take place? Let's make everyone have to travel to get there!

Soup's On!

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Gonna be busy for the next day or two so there might not be much up here that's new for a while. I'm hesitant to announce that because when I do, I always seem to find myself back here before long, posting an obit for someone. So I'd appreciate it if no one else would die until I get a couple of scripts done. Thank you.

Today's Video Link

So Victor Huang was free diving (not scuba diving) near the Wahine Memorial in Wellington, New Zealand. He was using a brand new Panasonic Lumix DMC-FT2 to shoot video when suddenly, an octopus grabbed it out of his hands and took off with it…with the camera still running. After a five minute chase, he caught up with the octopus and got it back. As you can see, the octopus could have a very good career as a cinematographer for rock videos…

Today's Political Comment

Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell (R-KY) said on Fox News Sunday, that it would be "highly unlikely" that Republicans would filibuster President Obama's Supreme Court nominee "unless the nominee is an extraordinary individual, outside the mainstream, with really bizarre views."

Like, say, anyone to the left of Mitch McConnell.