A recent episode of The Tyra Banks Show, in which some poor woman faces her fear ofI kid you notgarden gnomes, would make the perfect companion piece.
Meanwhile, on other channels, people were facing another kind of fear: Star Jones. On Tuesday, Star made an annoucement that had been on her heart lately and painfully obvious to everyone for months nowshe was leaving The View.
More compelling, however, was Barbara Walters’s terse explanation a day later, in which roiling seas of resentment, disgust, and professional exhaustion lurk beneath every well-chosen phrase.
Speaking of Barbara Walters, much has been written about the death of the celebrity interview. The questions are too soft. The handlers are overbearing. There’s too much Anderson Cooper. Rarely does anyone dare to name the true perpetrators of this crime: the celebrities themselves. Why aren’t they more interesting? Smarter? Funnier? David Spade is a man unafraid to mock celebrities, as long as he’s not trying to sleep with them. Here’s a hilarious clip from the Showbiz Show, in which Vin Diesel presses play, repeat.
Maybe it’s time Vin returns to his roots as an instructional breakdancer. Can you believe Vin Diesel isn’t his real name?
Perhaps a more compelling, and certainly less ridiculous, instruction comes in the form of this video on re-animating Marlon Brando for Superman Returns. If only Francis Ford Coppola had this technique when they were shooting Apocalypse Now, he could have kept the guy on script.
Few people are better at instruction, however, than Sesame Street. It’s from Sesame Street that we learned to count and plan a picnic for a dozen ladybugs. Come to think of it, maybe that’s where we got our indelible sense of groove.