Friday, December 7, 2012
Credits come up on a show I rilly enjoy and, as they are wont to do, disgorge a name of someone I know. First card natch. A very common one, but I idly look him up anyway. Turns out to be a (relative) tv comedy titan and responsible for one of the most enduring cultural references of my generation, no big. Meanwhile I remember him as one of the dourest, least funny people around, and kind of a prick. I went back to look and in the pictures I have with him he is rarely smiling and in one is flipping off the camera. Not even the funniest person in his own FAMILY...his brother remains one of the wittiest, sharpest, and most multi-talented, charming and generally delightful people I've ever met (and, it probably goes without saying, came out of the My Type factory) (I will admit his tragic flaw: narcissism) and while he's had success in a related genre it's nothing on the scale of his brother's. Just proves that in that business talent, diligence AND connections aren't enough. You have to get so lucky too.
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