That Kid…Live!

Last evening, I attended a memorable event at the Paley Center in Beverly Hills. As mentioned here, there's a new DVD coming out of a TV version of The Jazz Singer starring Jerry Lewis. (And before I forget: If you're in L.A., you might want to know that Jerry will be signing them tonight at 6 PM at the Barnes & Noble in The Grove.)

To kick things off, there was a private invitational event at the Paley. Mr. Lewis was interviewed by Leonard Maltin before an audience that included Martin Short, Jeff Garlin, Marty Ingels and Shirley Jones, Kevin Pollak, Judy Tenuta, Richard Lewis, Richard Kind, Ruta Lee, Kat Kramer, Ken Davitian and many others. Adam Sandler also put in a brief appearance but didn't stay for the show at which Leonard asked questions as did half the folks I just named. To those questions, Jerry gave answers…which is not to suggest that his answers had much to do with their questions. He had amazing energy for a man who's 85 and he did these long philosophical discourses in seeming response to what he was asked. But if I showed you the questions and then I showed you the answers and offered you a hundred bucks for every A you could match with a Q, you'd barely make a nickel.

Nevertheless, the audience found it fascinating. What he did say, rambling though it was, was not without interest…and what the hell? He's Jerry Lewis. If we wanted answers, we'd watch Jeopardy! Last night, we were all Jerry's Kids.

One thing he did answer: Leonard asked him about the status of the musical based on The Nutty Professor. Jerry said he was working on a movie now but in two months, he's going to New York and the show is on and he expects it to open on Broadway on (I wrote this down when he said it) November 20, 2012. I don't know why that date but that's what the man said. That's what he said, all right. That's what the man said.

Other than that, he talked a lot about "my partner" or "Paul" which is how he said he always addressed Dean. He talked a lot about his love for working. He said some very nice things about Leonard, describing him as one of the few members of "the press" who knows what he's talking about. He spoke very seriously about working with Robert DeNiro in King of Comedy and saying essentially that if his [Jerry's] performance was any good, it was because he fed off DeNiro's skill and some of it must have rubbed off. He also said a lot of stuff that I can't summarize because even though I was sitting about ten feet from Jerry and heard every word he said, I had no idea what he was talking about half the time. I think Martin Short got a lot of material for a new impression of the guy.

Friends ask me what it is that I like about Jerry Lewis. I dunno. That he's Jerry Lewis, I guess. He is in a way the last of a breed. Name me one other human being who starred in hit motion pictures in the fifties and sixties and is still standing…and who also was a genuine star on TV, in night clubs, on radio, even in comic books. There may be one but Leonard and I put our heads to the question at the after-party and we couldn't come up with a name. Jerry has these periodic moments of volatility, lashing out at critics and female comedians and imagined foes but against that, he has this massive body of important work and some genuine generosity…and it all seems to come from passion, not selfishness.

For some odd reason, the event last night was subtitled "60 Years of Comedy." None of us could figure out where they got sixty years because Jerry started performing on stage in 1931 and was billed as a solo act by around 1940. Martin and Lewis were hot enough to appear on the first Ed Sullivan TV show (then called The Toast of the Town) in 1948 and that's sixty-four years ago. I haven't been wild about a lot of the films and other appearances but I can sure respect the history.

The new DVD of his Jazz Singer is another piece of that history. If you'd like to get a copy of it, here's an Amazon link. The clips they showed last night made it look well worth viewing.

My Tweets for 2012-02-08

  • Odd to see so many people who hold the wishes of our Founding Fathers sacred but who are dying to dismantle Ben Franklin's post office. #

Today's Video Link

This is an episode of the game show I've Got a Secret that aired the night of October 9, 1957. Why am I embedding this one? Because it was a disaster and that's always fun to watch from afar. The program was broadcast live so all of America got to see it like this.

The show's usual host Garry Moore was out sick so Henry Morgan, who was usually a panelist, filled in for him and Carl Reiner took Henry's place on the panel. At the beginning, they tried to phone Garry at home but it was apparently a last minute idea and the technical aspects of the call had not been tested. That got things off to a bad start but it was at the end when the proceedings got really awkward.

Thanks to good guessing by Jayne Meadows, all three rounds were concluded in record time. This left Morgan with every emcee's worst nightmare. He had no more games to play…and seven minutes of network airtime to fill.

The producer of the show that night was Allan Sherman, several years before he recorded an album of song parodies and became the hottest comedian in the business. You can hear him shouting frantic suggestions from off-camera to Henry Morgan on what to do. In his later autobiography, Sherman wrote of this episode…

Henry Morgan had replaced Garry Moore, who was off on his sailboat for a week (and therefore unreachable by telephone or letter). It was a terrible show. Awful. We ran out of program with seven minutes left. Seven minutes of empty airtime is seven lifetimes of catastrophe, and Henry chose this night to forget that he is one of the best ad-libbers in the world, and instead devoted the seven minutes to hollering at me in public on the air for leaving him with seven minutes.

As you'll see if you watch this, Sherman misremembered. Garry Moore was not on his boat. He was home sick. And Morgan did not spend the seven minutes hollering at Sherman. The hollering probably occurred after they off the air. In any case, the next day, Allan Sherman was fired as the producer of I've Got a Secret. This was not the first episode where things went wrong. Fortunately, he went on to bigger and better things. He may even have been grateful that the show was a disaster that night, thereby getting him out of that job and on to other activities.

The show should be viewable in the embed below. It's in three parts which should play one after the other. If you just want to see when the real vamping and filling occurs, start a couple of minutes into Part Two…

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Briefly Noted…

I don't care how they refurbish the Matterhorn ride at Disneyland. They ain't getting me on it.

Recommended Reading

I know very little about the Susan G. Komen Foundation and the work it does. I suppose I just assumed that any group that was raising awareness of breast cancer and promoting the treatment of it was a good thing…and I still assume that. But this whole mess with Planned Parenthood has certainly done the Komen organization a lot of harm and exposed some negative sides of it. One of my pet peeves relating to allegedly selfless fund-raising is how merchants are able to say "a portion of what we collect is going to charity" even though only microscopic fractions are being so directed. Apparently, this is the case with an awful lot of products adorned with those pink ribbons.

Clara Jeffrey has been a critic of the Komen organizaton. She has much to say about what's wrong with it and what will need correcting.

The Decision

"Proposition 8 serves no purpose, and has no effect, other than to lessen the status and human dignity of gays and lesbians in California, and to officially reclassify their relationships and families as inferior to those of opposite-sex couples."

Yeah, I think that's really it. I mean, Proposition 8 was also (like so many movements against Gay Marriage) an attempt to rally conservative voters to the polls so they'd also vote in the best interests of the G.O.P. pro-business agenda. But as a social force, Prop 8 was just some folks wanting their government to decree that gays aren't people the way straights are people.

Most of my right-wing acquaintances have turned loose of this issue. They've realized the argument that Gay Marriages threaten the hetero kind is a hollow position that requires double talk about tradition and procreation, even though procreation isn't exactly on the menu for same-sex couples. At the very least, most one-time opponents of letting gays marry seem to recognize that it's a losing position…and sometimes even that neither the world nor "conventional marriage" are ending in states where such unions are recognized.

I still wish this thing could be settled by a vote of the people rather than to reopen silly arguments about "judicial activism." If they put a repeal of Proposition 8 on the California ballot this November, it would pass.

Conventional Wisdom

If the new issue of Comic-Con Annual isn't arriving in your mailbox, as mine did yesterday, you can read it or download it here. This is a promotional publication for the Comic-Con International but it's also a good magazine full of articles, including one by me. It's so good, I hesitate to point out that the photo on page 24 of the Groo crew misidentifies our first colorist, Gordon Kent, as his successor in the job, Tom Luth. Other than that, it's perfect.

Verdict Watch

So any minute now, an appeals court in California is expected to issue a ruling on the infamous Proposition 8, the initiative that banned Gay Marriage in this state. Whatever they say, it will not be the final word on this. The matter will probably be settled by an eventual ruling of the U.S. Supreme Court, though I don't see why it couldn't be settled by a new ballot initiative. I believe that if California voters were today asked how they feel about allowing two folks of the same sex to wed, the outcome would be a solid vote to allow it. Public sentiment on this issue has only ever evolved in one direction.

Treva

Ken Levine says nice, true things about a nice, true person, Treva Silverman — or as we call her, The Lovely Treva. A few years ago when I was teaching comedy writing down at U.S.C., I prevailed on Treva to come down and speak to my class. They learned a lot more from her in that one session than they did from me in all the others. Above all, she impressed on them the need to take one's writing seriously…but not so seriously that one lost touch with reality and one's own humanity. And one female student in particular remarked that after listening to Treva, she was no longer afraid of being the "female writer" in a roomful of males.

My Tweets for 2012-02-07

  • Michele Bachmann says "I was the perfect candidate." And apart from the fact that even most Republicans wouldn't vote for her, she was. #

Today's Video Link

For close to half my life, I've had this friend named Jewel Shepard. Some of you may know her for her many appearances in B-Movies. She has always been quite lovely and she's still managing to be that way while managing some pretty ghastly cancer treatments.

You can see just how lovely she is and even get a signed photo this coming weekend at the Hollywood Show out in Burbank. She'll be there Saturday and Sunday (2/11-2/12) autographing pics along with celebs the likes of Martin Landau, Paul Michael Glaser and David Soul, Davy Jones, Lainie Kazan, Valerie Harper and many more.

At one point, all of Jewel's lovely hair fell out but it's now growing back. In fact, it now just looks like she deliberately cut it a bit too short. But a few months ago when it was absent, she bravely shot a commercial for the Hallmark Cards people. You'll be able to figure out which one she is in this…

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Old L.A. Restaurants: Bit O' Scotland

Over on Westwood Boulevard, between Olympic and Santa Monica Boulevard, you could once get the best fish and chips you ever had, served by cheery older women with (mostly) British accents. The entire menu was fish and chips, shrimp and chips, chicken and chips, some kind of ham and chips, plus various combination plates. I never had the ham but I think it was the only thing in the place that wasn't fried, except maybe the clam chowder (red), salad, beverages and shortbread.

This was all served in an an old house someone had converted into a restaurant that was way too small for the crowd. On weekends, the wait to dine could run upwards of an hour and for some reason, every time I found myself waiting for a table, the party ahead of me included James Coco.

After Bit O' Scotland closed, the same family opened a restaurant over on Pico near Rancho Park. It's called John O' Groat's and it's open mainly for breakfast and lunch. But at lunchtime, you can order fish and chips made with the same wonderful recipe. Alas, they don't have shrimp, scallops or cheery older women with British accents.