Late Breaking Jerry News

So according to Jerry Lewis, his musical version of The Nutty Professor is going to open on Broadway on November 15. Kathleen Marshal, they're saying, is going to choreograph, which raises two questions…

One is whether Ms. Marshal, who has also done some directing, is in to be more than the choreographer. It takes a lot of expertise to direct a Broadway show and apart from his time in a revival of Damn Yankees and the aborted Hellzapoppin' flop, Jerry hasn't even logged a lot of miles on the legit stage as a performer, let alone as a director. Mel Brooks, who's the same age as Jerry and has directed a lot of funny films, didn't feel qualified to direct the stage versions of two of those movies. You'd kinda think Jerry would need a co-director, billed or unbilled, with some experience in putting on a musical…preferably someone under 80.

And here's the other question: How could Kathleen Marshal possibly choreograph a Broadway show that's opening on November 15? She's directing and choreographing the musical version of the movie Diner and it plays a tryout engagement in San Francisco from October 23 through November 18 with an expected opening in New York in Spring of '13. See here.

But in spite of this, I'm more inclined to shift my thinking and to believe The Nutty Professor might just happen…maybe not by 11/15/12 but someday. They may not have a theater yet but they've had a runthrough and they have a website. That's a start. Thanks to Vinnie Favale and Josh Curtis for telling me about the Diner conflict.

From the E-Mailbag…

Douglas McEwan is a friend of Barry Humphries and has this to say about the reports I cited about Barry touring for the last time as Dame Edna Everage…

Barry's retirement from the stage is no joke. The "First Last Tour" title was a joke; this isn't. Part of the misunderstanding (apart form the basic cynicism that no longer believes it when celebrities announce retirements) arises from people incorrectly stating that Barry is retiring. He's not. He's just retiring from live stage shows and touring.

He's going to do one last Australian tour this summer. It's all booked. If it's successful (and how could it not be?) he will bring it to London and then to Broadway, where, not lumbered this time with the creepy Michael Feinstein, he should again receive the welcome he deserves, especially as that will be the final engagement in an amazing 57 year stage career of astounding international success. For we in Los Angeles, The First Last Tour was indeed his final appearance on our local stages. Even if I have to sell my signed first editions to finance it, I will be there for that last engagement.

And then, that's it. No more live stage shows, no more tours, ever. Bear in mind that by the time he closes that show on Broadway, he'll be 79 years old, or "80-1". Touring is arduous and grueling hard work, even if you're just a 25 year old member of the chorus of a show. Barry is the whole show. I have no idea how he has found the stamina, energy, and strength to do it as long as he did.

But Barry is not fully retiring. He won't be off keeping bees on the Sussex Downs. He will go on writing books, and doing TV appearances. (Though a new TV series from him is highly doubtful.) He has said that Sandy Stone and Sir Les Patterson will not be heard from again after this tour. (Not that those characters have ever played our L.A. stages, though I begged him more than once to bring a show here that included them.), but that Dame Edna will live on in TV guest appearances. And he will still be painting. Lots of painting. Given what his paintings sell for, that's not a hobby, it's another line of his professional activities.

It's a sad thing, but we need to face reality, as he finally has. A man of 80 can not sing and dance and tell jokes on stage night after night after night, and then pack up and move on to the next town and do it all again, not to mention the ancillary publicity work: TV appearances, radio appearances, interviews, events, for month after month.

I'll miss him terribly, but he has earned his rest, and some time to savor what life he has left without arduous touring. Not every actor wants to pull a David Burns, and die onstage. Touring a Dame Edna show at 80 would do just that.

Yeah, I do have a natural cynicism when performers "retire" — and at least 85% of the time I'm right that they won't keep away from the stage or spotlight. But it's encouraging that he's only planning to retire from touring, not from performing at all. That, I could believe.

I hope some outfit like HBO or Showtime will record his current show and then I'd like to see them hire Mr. Humphries to do a special or two per year. He needs not just a live audience but the kind of live audience that would turn out to see a Dame Edna show, and he needs time. I was never that impressed when he'd come on and do eight minutes with Leno. Some performers simply don't work on someone else's turf and with time constraints. (Sam Kinison was another. Given 6-10 minutes on a show that wasn't his, I thought he was a bore. But give him 40+ on a stage he could make his own and he was brilliant.)

Sorry to hear that Ms. Everage won't be coming to L.A. on this final final tour. I'd like to think you're wrong about that but you probably aren't. Oh, well. I'm way overdue for a trip back to New York and a week of showgoing.

Jerry News

J. Hoberman reports on a recent New York appearance by Jerry Lewis that sounds a lot like the one I attended in Beverly Hills a few weeks ago. It includes the odd remark that Lewis is "the most cerebral Hollywood funny man since Buster Keaton." "Cerebral?" I can't think of any sense in which that is so. In fact, it seems to me the main artery of Jer's appeal is how he is so much the opposite of "cerebral." But okay.

Jerry said at the event that the long-heralded Broadway musical of The Nutty Professor will open November 15 of this year, which would be a good indicator that it's going forward if they also have a theater booked. Giving them the benefit of the doubt, perhaps they do and the show currently playing there doesn't want its termination to be announced just yet. Or perhaps this is like the announcement that the show was definitely going to debut in New York in 2009, was definitely going to debut in New York in 2010 and was definitely going to debut in New York in 2011.

Jerry will direct, Michael Andrew will star, Kathleen Marshall (who choreographed the recent revivals of Anything Goes and Pajama Game) will do the dances, Marvin Hamlisch is supplying the score and Rupert Holmes has written the book.

I've decided to strike a note of guarded optimism about this one; not that it'll be a hit — I have no idea — but that it'll ever happen. I know there are those who think that at age 86, Jerry Lewis is too old to direct a Broadway musical but hey, George Abbott directed a show at the age of 96. Then again, that was Mr. Abbott's 35th and final directing job on Broadway and Mr. Lewis is looking at his first…

Grand Dame

According to this article, actor Barry Humphries will retire his popular character, Dame Edna Everage — and apparently, himself — when he completes his current stage tour. I'm a bit skeptical of this but if he/she comes your way, go see him/her.

He/she (as you can tell, I'm still having what Daffy Duck calls "pronoun trouble") came my way in June of '09 with something called the "First Last Tour." Dame Edna fans, and they are many, thought it might indeed be a farewell because for the first time ever, he ended his show by coming out on stage for a final bow as Barry Humphries. Like I said, I have the feeling Humphries will milk this more-real farewell for all it's worth and cover a lot of ground with it…but you can't go wrong spending an evening with Dame Edna. Unless he/she picks on you/you.

Recommended Reading

Kliph Nesteroff is becoming the big investigative reporter about old show business and old comedians. His latest article is about how the record business and the night club business were once upon a time, not the cleanest businesses one could be in.

Go Read It!

Richard Skipper is an entertainer who has been known to impersonate and also write about Carol Channing and Judy Garland. So he knows a little about great women of the musical theater. He just wrote a nice piece about my friend Shelly Goldstein, who is often mentioned on this blog.

A Night in Cucamonga

Jim Amash (L) and Wolf J. Flywheel

Regular readers of this blog have seen me mention Frank Ferrante more often than I've mentioned Rush Limbaugh, Rick Santorum and Classic Creamy Tomato Soup, combined. This is because Frank is funnier than any of them except (arguably) the soup. Frank tours the continent with An Evening With Groucho, his one-man-plus-pianist show. Here's how it works: This guy named Ferrante comes out, introduces himself, talks a bit about Julius H. "Groucho" Marx…and then proceeds to turn into him for the next 90 minutes or so. It's quite a wonderful tour de force, expertly capturing the wit and spirit of the guy Frank's supposed to be.

Frank tours, often to cities far from the beaten trail. At each, the following happens: Frank trots out to the lobby after the show to sign autographs and sell DVDs and CDs. Some attendee approaches him and says, "I heard about you on Mark Evanier's blog." They banter with Frank, get their picture taken with "Groucho," buy something and then they go home and write to thank me for my recommendation. It may be the greatest service this website provides. In the pic above, that's my pal Jim Amash serving as an example of this. Jim's an artist for Archie Comics and he went to see Frank last year in Shelby, North Carolina.

I've seen Frank here in California in…well, let me review: Manhattan Beach, Brea, San Francisco, La Mirada and Riverside. Five times. Before the month is out, I'll be seeing him in the town of Rancho Cucamonga, about an hour outside of L.A. He rarely plays close to Los Angeles so this is a rare opportunity. The evening of March 31, a caravan of my friends and I will seize that opportunity and descend on the Lewis Family Playhouse out there to take in his show. If you'd like to join us, click on that link and grab tickets while they're still available. In fact, I just had an idea. If you're there and you see me, say howdy. After the Grouchoing, we'll take a big group photo of Frank with me and all the folks there who read this blog and I'll post it here. Let's get enough of you there to replicate the stateroom scene in A Night at the Opera.

Go Read It!

Teller (of Penn &…) reveals secrets of being a great magician. For some reason, he leaves out the one about making sure the saw is sharp enough when you cut the lady in half. That was the thing I always got wrong.

Da Oscars

Just read two reviews of the Oscars by different friends of mine. Ken Levine is always funny when he doesn't like something. Leonard Maltin is always wise even when I don't agree with him. (Leonard, you and I need to have a talk about this aberrant notion you picked up somewhere that Joan Rivers is funny…) Read Ken here, including his comment thread. Then read Ken here, also including his comment thread. Then read Leonard here and don't skip over his comment thread. That's if you're at all interested in this topic and I could well understand how you might not be. You might even be a better person for thinking all this is beneath you. I wish I could.

What would I do if I were producing the show? I'm actually happy to say that's never going to happen. It's one of those jobs that can't be done without having your work likened the next day to The Titanic (the disaster, not the movie) but here are some thoughts…

They need to rethink the role of the host. I don't think he or she matters that much insofar as audience tune-in, though the host is usually the first person blamed/credited if the ratings are down or up. That's like blaming Vin Scully if a Dodgers game is boring. People tune into the Academy Awards in relation to how much they care about who wins that year's Academy Awards. Some years, the host-pickers seem to think, "We need to get younger viewers to tune in. Who's hot with younger viewers?" So you get James Franco. Some years, they ask, "Who's a hot stand-up comic who'll get the show off to a great start?" That's probably the better question of the two but it gets you Chris Rock and instead of the Oscars, you've got The Chris Rock Show for the first half-hour and then he disappears for long stretches. And if they don't know what question to ask, you get Billy Crystal doing the same act he did last time. And the time before and the time before…

What I'd do is pick a host who can do a short monologue and not make the first half-hour of the show all about himself or herself, then have the host pop up more throughout the telecast to keep things moving. Steve Martin was pretty good. I'll bet Albert Brooks or George Clooney could do it. Brooks would have been a lot funnier this time than Bob Hope always was when he complained about not being nominated. And it feels to me like it oughta be someone who's done enough films to be considered a Movie Star and who isn't up there to promote his or her next time as Movie Star. Billy Crystal seemed to think he had to keep reminding us he was and will be again.

Then I'd do away with the idea of a theme. Each year, someone sits down and comes up with some movie-related cliché that absolutely no one believes. Let's celebrate the joy of movie houses! (News flash: None of the people in the live audience go to them!) Let's celebrate how international the movies are! Let's celebrate the great, memorable lines of the movies! There were a couple of years there where the Emmys were stuck in the rut of TV as a family experience: Every show is a family and then families all get together and watch those shows as a family experience! Themes lead to real forced, boring presenter speeches where some performer has to come out and read copy by some writer who had to find some way to tie Costume Design into that year's arbitrary theme.

The Oscars need a couple of presenters who the audience will be thrilled to see up there. Forget demographics. Imagine if to give out Best Director, they had Carl Reiner and Mel Brooks go out there. Imagine if for Best Screenplay, Roger Ebert and his wife came out and Roger's computer voice announced the winner. A few years ago, I polled readers of this site about who would excite them and a lot of folks suggested teams — like having the three most notable James Bonds all come out together or a tag-team of Jerry Lewis and Adam Sandler.

Change the "In Memoriam" segment to "In Celebration" and pick a jazzy, "up" tune that says, "Isn't it great we had these people around and that their work will live forever?" And if the nominated songs aren't good enough to perform on the Oscar show, they weren't good enough to be nominated.

And lastly: Get rid of presenters telling nominees how great they were in the film for which they've been nominated. It's enough that the evening is about multi-millionaires celebrating other multi-millionaires. Those asses have been sufficiently smooched by the nominations and the walk down the red carpet. I think a lot of home viewers find the Oscars distasteful for the same reason I find it distasteful when some CEO making ten million a year explains that his lifestyle demands a higher salary. Show business has always had this unfortunate tendency to act like it's the highest calling in life and if you some day figured out how to cure world hunger…well, that's nice but it's too bad you wasted your life and didn't grow up to be Jeff Bridges. At a time when a large part of America is outta-work and hoping the local Target store resumes hiring, folks would like to get away from their troubles and watch a little glamour for an evening. But there's a point when the exaltation of Hollywood reaches the stage of contempt for the "little people" and the Oscars have always danced on that dividing line. They need to dial it back a notch if they want the world to dial up their show.

Of course, if you did all of the above, you'd have the Best Oscar Telecast Ever and all the same people would still say it was the worst. Because the Academy Awards is the institution that so many love to hate. And they hate it because it's basically a promotional vehicle for movies and the people who make them…and it'll never be as magical as we want it to be.

Suddenly Last Sunday

On Sunday, my pal Jeff Abraham and I drove out to Glendora, which is about an hour's drive from my area, to see a fun matinee event. It was called The Jonathan Winters Show but it was really a variety show featuring four acts, the last of which was Jonathan. It took place at the Haugh Performing Arts Center on the campus of Citrus College but it did not draw a college audience. Matter of fact, though I'm pushing sixty (as in "end of this week"), I felt like I was among the younger attendees.

First up was our host for the afternoon, comedian Pete Barbutti, an old friend of mine who's among the funniest people I've ever seen on a stage. And if you have any sense of how many funny people I've seen on stage, you know that's high praise. Pete lives and often works in Vegas and he's one of the best storytellers I've ever encountered: One of those guys who's worked with everyone in show business and has an anecdote about every last one of 'em. I'll post a couple of Pete clips here in the next few days. If you don't remember him from this eighty thousand appearances with Johnny Carson, you'll see what I mean.

Following Pete was a singing impressionist named Paul Boland who I'd always heard good things about but had never had the chance to see. The guy's pretty darn good. He has sharp material and a way of ingratiating himself with the audience as himself…a skill many impressionists lack. You know, if you come out on stage and mimic superstar after superstar, it's real easy for you as yourself to be the least interesting person on that stage. The audience loved him and not just because he does a great Dean Martin. Anyway, Boland sure lived up to his reputation.

The third act was The Golddiggers — six of the ladies who graced The Dean Martin Show (speaking of Dean…) and toured Asia with Bob Hope. They've come out of retirement — and in most cases, motherhood — with a nostalgia-based act that the audience also loved. They still look pretty good and sing pretty good. Back in my later teen years, I had the kind of crush you get at that age on a couple of those ladies so it was with conflicting emotions that I see them today. I have a feeling I'm not the only male in my age that feels that way…but they do know how to entertain.

Finally to close the show, there was Jonathan. He's 86 and recovering from a broken shoulder so he was confined to a chair with Barbutti acting as his straight man. They gave Jonathan a variety of hats and a few premises and he took off from there, weaving and winging it as only he can. He was very funny but for the life of me, I can't quote a thing he said and make it sound like anything. There's always been something in his rhythm and the odd connections he makes from one concept to the next…something unique and brilliant. I don't think there's a more respected comedian alive today. (Tim Conway, who's no slouch in the comedy department, was in the audience to see him.)

Jeff and I went backstage after the show and it was especially noteworthy to see Tim greet Jonathan, who hadn't known he was out front and seemed flattered by the presence of the other great comedian from Ohio. They bantered a bit and everyone posed for photos with everyone else and talked about going home to watch the Oscars. Jeff and I hung out with Pete for a while and it was just a very nice, pleasant afternoon. I'm not writing this so much for you folks but so that I can remember what a good time I had. It's so nice to see people who do what they do well.  And nice to see an audience enjoy themselves as much as that one did.

Watching the Oscars

Every year, the Internet seems to erupt with the sentiment that we've just seen the worst Academy Awards ceremony ever. I'm never sure what folks are expecting.

It's an awards show. 70% of it is giving awards and most of that is stuff like Best Cinematographer which is never going to be entertaining no matter how it's staged or scripted. I'm not saying those folks don't deserve their place in the spotlight because they do. In fact, there's a sense in which those are most important awards since they're the life-changers. Meryl Streep's third Oscar is not going to enhance her clout or the respect she receives. It may not even make her any more "in demand." But that unknown guy up there thanking everyone for some tech award…you may well be looking at the best moment of his life and the one that alters things for the better.

Some years, because of what's out there and what's nominated and what wins, the awards aren't all that exciting and there's nothing the telecast's producers can do to change things. When you look back at the truly memorable moments of these shows, most of them are things that were beyond the producers' control — someone crying, someone saying something outrageous, someone doing one-handed push-ups. Not stuff that can be controlled.

As for the entertainment-type elements, I thought the Christopher Guest piece was funny but not much else was. What the whole show needed was something unpredictable. I love Billy Crystal but I think I love him less as an Oscar host than in any other role he fills…and less and less each time he does it. The man had lost his capacity in that job to surprise. Did anyone not know we were going to get the opening montage with him in all the current movies? The opening medley of song parodies? The plug for his next movie disguised as a joke about plugging his next movie? Him doing Sammy Davis? And all those little remarks that flow from the premise that the most important thing about the event was that he was back hosting it again? This year, it felt like an impersonator doing Billy Crystal.

He was a great host in the past. If he does it again — and I bet he will, though maybe not for a few more years — he needs to offer us something we haven't seen before and we care about. Because depending on how the nominators nominate and how the voters vote, it can be a pretty hard show to drag across the finish line.

Hollywood Labor News

As explained here, members of SAG (Screen Actors Guild) and AFTRA (American Federation of Television and Radio Artists) are now voting on a proposed merger of the two unions. There does not seem to be any particular opposition to the idea of merging. There is, however, a battle over the terms of this merger.

The two unions have very different health plans, different dues tables, different pension plans, different entrance requirements, etc. A number of members feel that in an unnecessary rush to merge, the two unions have not done sufficient research and planning on how all those financial matters will be reconciled.

I have no particular view on any of this…but I don't have to have one since I'm not a member of either. If you'd like to read the "pro" and "con" statements that are being sent to those who do vote, here's a link to a PDF-type copy of it. It's pretty simple if a bit repetitive.

Recommended Reading

Kliph Nesteroff has written a long and informative article about the occasional intersections between comedians of the past and The Mob. Kliph writes important pieces about the world of comedy but this is a must-read.

Great Dane

I just found (and am currently watching) a special called Victor Borge: 100 Years of Music & Laughter on one of my local public broadcasting stations. It's narrated by Rita Rudner and I have no idea what she has to do with Victor Borge, either…nor can I explain where the 100 years come from since Mr. Borge only made it to age 91 and he wasn't even that funny for the first dozen or so of his years.

But it's a really good special which doesn't, like most Borge compilations around, merely recycle the same ten routines that he recycled endlessly the last few decades of his life. The PBS station is offering a deal for donations. They'll send you thirteen (13!) Victor Borge DVDs and one CD for $150, which ain't a bad deal at all…although I'd be very surprised if that package didn't contain at least a dozen versions of the Phonetic Punctuation piece and the Inflationary Language speech.

Anyway, I dunno if the deal's being offered on other stations — I'm watching KOCE at the moment — but if you love Borge, you might want to keep an eye out for it. And do watch for this special because even if it repeats some of those same bits — including, yes, Phonetic Punctuation and Inflationary Language — it's got a lot of material not available elsewhere. (For those in Southern California: KOCE is running it again this Saturday evening and the following Saturday…and KCET is running it this Saturday. And I notice KOCE is going to be running the Frost-Nixon interview on Watergate — the real one — on Wednesday evening, January 6 at 9 PM. It's not in the TiVo listings for that night but their website says it's on and websites are never wrong.)