A Brief Political Statement

I'm already sick of articles handicapping the 2020 election. We are in the most volatile and unprecedented time ever in terms of this nation's political news. No one knows what the Mueller Report is going to say or even when it's going to say it. No one knows who'll be indicted, who'll be convicted, who'll be exonerated or what the crimes, if any, may be. They don't even know for sure if Trump can or will be indicted on at least one crime we already know about.

And you just know that two months from now, we're going to be talking about scandals that no one has heard about right now. I dunno whose scandals they'll be but there will be some. And Trump looks like he's about one sizzling revelation away from running screaming down Pennsylvania Avenue. Six months from now, we could have a trained otter somewhere high on the Presidential Succession List.

So don't tell me Trump can't win or can't lose. I won't even entertain predictions as to which country he'll be a citizen of by Memorial Day. Don't tell me that on the Democratic side in '20, it's going to be Biden and Beto…or Hillary and Elizabeth Warren…or a slate consisting of an iRobot® Roomba® and a guy who talks like Jerry Lewis but in Swedish. Nobody has a clue.

In the ten days between now and Christmas, there's going to be at least one game-changing revelation about somebody or something that no one can imagine at this moment. Maybe Natasha will flip on Boris and reveal that Trump offered a $50 million apartment to Fearless Leader. The only thing you can bank on with any assurance is that no matter what Lindsey Graham says, there's a video clip somewhere of him saying the exact opposite.

That's all I wanted to say. Thank you for listening.

Bakersfield is Calling!

I've never had a reason to want to go to Bakersfield, California but I might just consider it now. Turns out, it's the location of the last Woolworth luncheonette counter. Wouldn't you like to eat there just once? I mean, even if the food stinks, which it probably doesn't but even if it did?

Mark's Comic-Con Calendar

I presently have three comic book conventions scheduled for 2019, all of them so close I'll be driving to them. Two are in March and one is in July. Here are the two for March…

March 7 thru 10, I'll be down in San Diego for the San Diego Comic Fest, a casual, not-too-big gathering where you won't find massive crowds, long lines, big movie stars, hundreds of people dressed as Harley Quinn, an exhibit hall the size of the Louisiana Purchase…or very much that isn't about comic books or cartoons.  I've been to most of these and I always have a good time.

Those of you who think conventions have gotten too big and too crowded and too full of cosplayers and A-thru-K-level "celebrities" selling their signatures do have an alternative, you know.  There are hundreds of smaller conventions, many of them themed to narrow areas of interest.  This one's not that narrow in that it's themed to comics of the past (mostly) and a few related areas.  Clicking the banner above will take you to their website where you can check out the Guest List and get more details.  And if you want a somewhat larger con, just three weeks later we have…

WonderCon is run by the same folks who run Comic-Con International in San Diego every July so you know they really know how to throw a con.  It's a smaller affair, roughly a third the size.  That means that instead of having ten times more things that you want to see, you will only have 3.33 times as many.  That can be a major advantage, especially because you can get badges for it.  Right now, all days are available.  This will not be the case in March or maybe even February but at this moment, you can get them.  Also, if you've never been to the San Diego affair and what you've heard intimidates you, here's the shallow end of the pool.

Again, click on the banner above to get more info.  I'll tell you more about the panels I'll be doing at both cons once I have more of a clue.   And of course, the third convention I'm scheduled for next year is Comic-Con, for which badges are no longer available.  These two aren't sold out so get in while you can.

This Just In…

A federal-type judge in Texas has just ruled that the Affordable Care Act is unconstitutional. Before you become enraged or even celebrate, read Kevin Drum's take on the situation. This is the kind of thing he's really good at.

Today's Video Link

Cookie Monster goes to the library…

Friday Afternoon

So…do we think Chris Christie really turned down the job of Chief of Staff to Donald Trump? Or did he know he wasn't going to be offered it and he got out ahead of the story in order to try and convince people he's still important enough that he might be asked?

And if he really did turn it down, was it because he had the common sense to know that anyone in the job would be verbally abused by Trump no end, then fired and verbally abused even more?

And if Stephen Colbert was doing a new show tonight, how far into the monologue would he be saying, "Chris Christie never turned down a job or a donut"?


Today is the first day of this cold where I don't feel quite as bad as I sound. My voice is somewhere between Barry White and late-in-life Lucille Ball but my head no longer feels like a touring company of Riverdance is using it for a rehearsal hall. By Monday, I might even sound and/or feel like me.

I just received — and by "just," I mean as I was typing the previous paragraph — a "screener" DVD of Mary Poppins Returns. It says that they're pushing Lin-Manuel Miranda for Best Actor, and in the category of Best Supporting Actor, they want us to consider Ben Whishaw, Dick Van Dyke and Colin Firth. For Best Actress, they list Emily Blunt (of course). For Best Supporting Actress, they list Emily Mortimer, Meryl Streep (of course) and Angela Lansbury.

I have another New Rule for Bill Maher. New Rule: HBO has to stagger seasons and vacations so Real Time with Bill Maher and Last Week Tonight with John Oliver are never both on hiatus at the same time.

I'm now going to go eat a big bowl of chicken noodle soup. This is not because of my cold. I just like chicken noodle soup.

Floyd Sez…

Our pal Floyd Norman, who worked on the original Mary Poppins movie, loves the sequel just fine. And I know Floyd well enough to know that if he didn't, he'd say so. Loud and clear.

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Hey, whatever happened to my old pal, Jeff Altman? Well, he married a lady from Raleigh, North Carolina and they now live in Wendell, which is right outside Raleigh. Jeff was and I'll bet still is one of the funniest people I've ever met in my life, though lately he's been focusing on one of his other skills, sleight-o'-hand magic.

One night last century, we were backstage in the big room of the Comedy Store. Jeff was waiting to go on, which meant waiting for another comedian to finish. The gent who was on stage was a fairly well-known comic who Jeff thought was unfunny and undeserving of his rep. I kinda agreed but it didn't bother me half as much as it seemed to bother Jeff.

As the fellow on stage concluded, Jeff said to me, "You got a stopwatch on your watch? Time me and yell out when five minutes are up. I'll get more laughs than that guy did in his whole twenty-minute set and I won't say a word." Okay, fine. I took a position at one side of the stage as Jeff was introduced.

He went out there and did five minutes of wordless physical comedy — making faces, contorting his body, doing pratfalls, doing silly walks that put John Cleese's to shame, etc. It was one of the most hilarious things I've ever seen in my life and the audience concurred. I was laughing so hard I almost forgot to keep track of how long it was going on but at the proper moment, I yelled, "Time!" And Jeff immediately assumed a dignified stance and manner, took the mike and said, "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Jeff Altman and I'm from Syracuse, New York." He got a standing ovation then and there.

He was not only funnier than the guy who preceded him but he was funnier than anyone else who was on that stage that night. And I've seen him do cards too. He's great. Here's where he is these days…

Recommended Reading

I mentioned earlier here today that Trump "has this maddening way of insisting that mutually-exclusive positions are both true."

Well, journalist Eric Levitz has compiled a list of seven mutually-exclusive statements by Trump about the payoffs for which his former lawyer is heading for jail.

I have the feeling that all this stuff about payoffs to cover affairs is going to just disappear when indictments start coming out relating to Russia.

Happy D.V.D. Day

A happy today to Dick Van Dyke who's 93 today — which in Dick Van Dyke Years, means he looks and moves about like he's 77. Has anyone else ever been as fine an actor as this man? Or as beloved? I hope he and his lovely Arlene are out celebrating all day and all night. And this may be an unrealistic fantasy but I'm kinda hoping they have something else soon to celebrate.

In 1988, Judi Dench won the Academy Award as Best Supporting Actress in 1998 for her role as Queen Elisabeth in Shakespeare In Love. She was on the screen for eight minutes. The runner-up for the least amount of camera time for an Oscar winner was in 1976 when Beatrice Straight won in the same category for Network. Her entire part was ten minutes. See where I'm going with this?

I didn't clock how long Dick was on screen in Mary Poppins Returns. I'm guessing about five, maybe a bit less. But I can't recall an actor making such an impact to a movie…and I can't imagine anyone else in that part having that impact. It was a moment that moviegoers will not forget.

Maybe that's a silly dream on my part. Maybe Disney plans to push Lin-Manual Miranda as Best Supporting Actor because — and this is often what they consider in these situations — they feel the competition for Best Actor will be too formidable (Bradley Cooper, Viggo Mortensen, Ryan Gosling, Steve Carrell, Robert Redford, Ethan Hawke, Joaquin Phoenix, et al). But maybe there's also a shot for Dick to take home a Special Award.

And yeah, I know he doesn't need one. The world has already given him that far-better award of unconditional love. Still, it would be nice, wouldn't it?

Thursday Morning

I still have a cold that could clog the entire L.A. sewer system. It doesn't feel bad as long as I don't try to swallow and don't try to talk to producers or editors. My voice has modulated from Harvey Fierstein to somewhere north of Suzanne Pleshette, and my nose alternates between not being able to breathe in and not being able to breathe out. So, Dear Blog, I guess I'll be fine in a day or two or whenever Trump is out of office, whichever occurs first.

I'm not following the fallout from the Cohen sentencing a lot. I guess Trump has now given up denying that he authorized the hush money payments to Stormy and Karen…or is that still Fake News? He has this maddening way of insisting that mutually-exclusive positions are both true. One thing which must be frustrating the hell out of the Republicans in Congress is that they wish they had this kind of scandal stuff about a Democrat. They'd know what to do with it. They'd have the guy impeached faster than you could say "Paula Jones." And isn't that the first time in a decade or so you've seen that name?

I read a number of reviews of Mary Poppins Returns and couldn't find any real valid points in the negative ones. Those reviewers all struck me as being too stodgy to surrender themselves to the proceedings. If Lin-Manuel Miranda's performance doesn't enchant you, you may just be incapable of enchantment. Yes, this sequel does constantly echo the original. Sequels do and those who carp at this one for that would be savaging the film if it didn't. The reviews for Emily Blunt seem to be pretty good except for one of two who fault her for not being the exact same actress as in the 1964 film. I guess they figure that for what Disney must have paid her, she could at least have managed that. Ignore these people.


On last night's Late Show with Stephen Colbert, Stephen needed a volunteer for a bit. He went out into the audience, selected a lady named Pam and led her by the hand towards the stage. Seamlessly, the cameras cut to a shot of him leading her onto the stage…but it wasn't really seamless. She suddenly had a small microphone on the scarf around her neck and was holding the microphone pack connected to it in her hand. They edited out the part where she and Stephen stopped and someone put a wireless microphone on her.

This is my main gripe about Colbert's show: The editing. It feels edited and sometimes, obviously so. I could understand that if the host was so inept that they had to way overtape and then cut out his clumsy, boring moments. You might have that need if, for example, your host was kind of slow with no background in improvisation.

I have occasionally worked on TV shows where someone performed a magic trick and there was an inviolate rule: No editing. Even if it's undetectable, it's subtly detectable. Viewers will sense it wasn't really the way they saw it. I think that applies on any show that is supposed to be spontaneous to any degree…and that's what we watch late night shows to see: Real people making real conversation…and real mistakes.

Has anyone who watches The Price is Right? ever noticed how they handle the microphone problem? When someone is first called to come on down from the audience, they are (of course) unmiked and they stay that way until the next commercial break when they're outfitted with wireless mikes. If they're lucky enough to win and come up on stage to play another pricing game before a commercial break, they remain unmiked. Drew Carey uses his hand mike to catch whatever they say. If there's been a commercial since they "came on down," they have a wireless on and he doesn't have to do that.

That show is edited for pace and for tech reasons…but they don't stop it to put a microphone on someone. They do as much as they can to keep the feel that the hour-long show was recorded in one hour. Late night shows should strive for just such a feel. Or better still, actually do everything in real time.

Today's Video Link

Cookie Monster, of course…

Back Later

So Mike Schlesinger picked me up and we went in and did that DVD/Blu Ray commentary track for that movie I shouldn't name until the DVD/Blu Ray company announces it. It went fine with Mike doing most of the heavy lifting with his play-by-play, and me injecting commentary and coughing. The latter will be erased from the track.

My throat was bothering me and my nose required frequent blowing. After the session, Mike and I went to Canter's Delicatessen and I inhaled a bowl of chicken soup, then he dropped me off at my house, I went to bed and awoke several hours later, sans voice.

No, that's not right. I do have a voice. I just sound like…well, imagine Harvey Fierstein after screaming at top of his lungs for a few hours. I should be fine in a day or so but I'll be spending the rest of today hydrating and napping (not at the same time) but not blogging. I'm going to post a video link then go back to bed. Ciao.

Wednesday Morning

I'm due at a recording studio shortly where my pal Mike Schlesinger and I will be pretending we know what we're talking about on the commentary track for the DVD (or maybe it's a Blu Ray) of a fine movie from the seventies. Actually, I'm the one who'll be pretending because Mike actually knows this stuff. I'll just chime in every now and then with "You're so right, Mike!" It's not hard to seem like you know what you're talking about when you surround yourself with people who do. Of course, it helps if you know what you don't know.

Michael Cohen — Trump's "fixer," the man who was so good at making problems go away — just got sentenced to three years in prison. He should have hired Michael Cohen…though come to think of it, Cohen didn't exactly do a great job at making Trump's problems go away, did he?

I'm seeing a few bad reviews online for Mary Poppins Returns. Don't listen to these people.

I'll be back later.

Today's Video Link

This is for those of you who miss a time when (a) Donald Trump was just an annoying, self-promoting business tycoon and (b) Jon Stewart manned the desk at The Daily Show. It's still one of the funniest things I ever saw on television, well worth sitting through the brief ad that will probably precede it…