November 29, 2007
BY DOUG ELFMAN Television Critic
It's shocking that actors haven't hired goons to drag Kathy Griffin out of Hollywood by the roots of her screaming-red hair. She's like a spy for the rest of us, sneaking around L.A., then reporting back to us on how celebrities really are in private: egotistical, vapid and disconnected from reality.
Yet, stars keep hanging out with her. Griffin told Howard Stern this year about a juvenile toga party she went to in honor of Drew Barrymore: "Well, she didn't have a childhood, and now we all have to pay."
If Griffin held a bigger media megaphone, she could become a national treasure, like Stern. But at least we get her special reports on Bravo.
The newest is "Kathy Griffin: Straight to Hell." Filmed at the Chicago Theatre, this is the Oak Park native's best stand-up routine in a while. It's a tight hour of excellent jokes wrapped in true-adventure storytelling.
Here's one bit: Griffin ran into idiot Paris Hilton and realized she's "all limbs, kind of like a tarantula, crossed with a horse. Like a horse-tantula. Like, if a horse [mated with] a tarantula. You know, in a good way."
Griffin's best stuff this time is a dissection of Paula Abdul's craziness. ("I don't know what she's on. I'm not a pharmacist.")
But the "D-Lister" also dishes funny dirt on events she was involved in: appearing on "The View" the week Rosie O'Donnell split, and getting politically crucified for telling a Jesus joke after winning an Emmy. But you know, Griffin craves attention.
"It has been heaven for me," she says of the Emmy aftermath. "I mean, I was in Time and Newsweek and CNN. ... You can't buy this publicity!"
Spoken like a true comedian: Not even Jesus can be spared for the sake of a good joke and a showbiz minute of fame.
delfman@suntimes.com
Saturday, December 01, 2007
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