Sir David Frost (1939-2013)

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Years ago I was in a satirical sketch comedy show with him. He was never at rehearsal only showing up a couple of times in his Roller plus staff. It was shot live on tape and in the first sketch one of the actors had a stick on mustache that kept falling off so they had to re shoot. That ate up a lot of time and the director, I think he’d done most of the Monty Python shows, got increasingly ratty. Anyhow, David stepped in and behaved with great consideration towards me. I was surprised he knew I was there. He was utterly professional and cool under pressure. I thought he was an impressive guy.

Benedick, was it you who said that there are only 12 actors on Limey Island and they just keep recycling them in various TV and movie productions?

If so, you are indeed wise. I just wandered across an absolutely terrible sitcom from 2003 called “Fortysomething.” It stars House, DuckFace/That Other Chick from “The Hour,” Sherlock/New Khan (spoiler alert), and the New Doctor Who.

It’s complete dreck. But I’m going to watch it anyway because Sherlock was cute when he was a baby.

@Benedick: Fitting, since half of Python came from Frost. The Cleese half, I think.

@TJ/ Jamie Sommers /TJ: I think the New Dr. Who is playing Assange in some movie thing.

@TJ/ Jamie Sommers /TJ: I may have done. It’s an odd thing when it comes to casting a TV or play how few actors there are around who are actually employable. A little while ago we saw some of a Britcom with Robert Lindsay who was so brilliant on stage in Me and My Girl. The TV thing was terrible, everyone shouting and working way too hard. I think it’s funny that the Limeys think no one can do a sitcom like Americans. I think they’re right.

@nojo: I didn’t know John Cleese worked with him.

BTW. We just watched a movie from 1937 entitled History Happens at Night in which Charles Boyer and Jean Arthur turn in perfs of such glamor, fun, and truthfulness that it’s pretty much irresistible. Talk about chemistry. Highly recommended.

@JNOV: I think that’s New Khan. At least I hope that’s what this gawdawful hairstyle is all about.

@Benedick: The Frost Report. Cleese was a featured player, Chapman was a writer, Palin and Jones did film bits, Idle cycled through.

@Benedick: I just watched This is the Place. Not bad.

@nojo: Didn’t ever see it. Was it shown here? I knew him from That Was The Week That Was.

@Tommmcatt Can’t Believe He Ate The Whole Thing: Yes, darling. Totally. Have we had our cocoa?

@Tommmcatt Can’t Believe He Ate The Whole Thing: Dude, just show us the widow’s peak.

@nojo: Not the MSNBC Ad wants me to take online classes at Liberty University, “Training Champions for Christ Since 1971.” I wonder if the online school is a non-profit.

ETA: Yep, but the accreditations are kinda ugh

“The world’s largest online Christian university is also the most affordable.”

Enjoy your beer money, Nojo. I never click on this shit, and then I have to restart my browser so those fucking LSO things go away. Maybe I’ll tor.

Thoughts on VPNs, anyone? iVPN is a member of the EFF, but I don’t know if it means anything other than that they donate dollahs.

@Benedick: If it was, I would have been too young for it. And I only know TW3 by reputation.

He must have had some conventional talk show at some point; I was certainly aware of Frost before the Nixon interview.

I need condolences. Fell on my face and now look ghastly. But while we’re on the subject of British humor, two of my favorite movies of all time are Withnail and I and A Private Function, both financed by George Harrison.

@nojo: I remember several. He was widely mocked in London for being an egomaniacal self-promoter. Which is why I was so startled by his generosity. Mind you, the English tend to think that of anyone who says ‘I’ more than four times in a half hour.

@lynnlightfoot: Sorry to hear about your fall. Feel better.

If you like A Private Function look for Personal Services with Julie Waters as a waitress who open a brothel.

@lynnlightfoot: I feel for you. I face-planted on the sidewalk last fall just before I left for a business trip to Europe. Looked dreadful.
I also love Withnail and I. The two of them looking at the chicken and asking “How do we make it die?” is one of my favorite movie moments.

@lynnlightfoot: I demand the finest wines available to humanity!

…And I’m sorry to hear about your injury.

@Tommmcatt Can’t Believe He Ate The Whole Thing: you rumbled me. Indiana is the last state in the union to have blue laws, so if we hopefully reformed alcoholics take a drink again, we better be prudent about about securing our supply. Between the hours of 3 am on Sunday and 7 am on Monday, you can only get alcohol by buying drinks in a bar. That’s how I came to grief, suddenly going legless while going to a bar that hadn’t already served me my limit. (I want to mention here that we don’t have a car, so I was only endangering myself, spectacularly as it turns out. When I was finally able to get up and went into the bar I was heading for, the first thing I asked for was could they please call me a cab. They looked frightened, which is when I realized that I was covered with blood.)

@Mistress Cynica: Sorry I didn’t read your comment sooner. My husband and I were just trying to remember our favorite line, and it turns out there are so many, that I just have to content myself with saying that that is the first time I ever encountered Ralph Brown, who plays Danny. He’s perfect, and I later read a book by Richard E. Grant, who plays Withnail. describing Brown’s audition for the role. As soon as he walked in the door, “we knew he was it.” Whatever he does, he inhabits the role so intelligently that you don’t recognize him.

@lynnlightfoot: They should do something about those laws to accommodate us drunks. Not the blue laws. Physics.

@Tommmcatt Can’t Believe He Ate The Whole Thing: I was still so befuddled that I failed to recognize your quote in your first post. Drunk indeed, because I often quote that line. I really must quit. period. full stop. and I still love you. All these things are true.

@TJ/ Jamie Sommers /TJ: Have you watched Phone Shop? It’s hilarious! Only season 1 is on YouTube. ? :( but Hyperdrive, with the always delicious Nick Frost is on Netflix.

That guy looks like a Hammer Vampire!

L’shana tova, happy new year Stinquers! We’re still here!

I just witnessed Ted Yoho R-FL claim that when the US was attacked at Pearl Harbor our allies France And Germany…

France and Germany…

Our allies….

France and Germany….

No one on Hardball challenged him.

@Benedick: He is but a mere wee beastie. A cat, as it were.

@Benedick: Jesus God! And ignorance is blitz is splendid. There are some Yohos living in the nearby countryside. I feel certain they’re all Republicans.

@nojo: I think you mean Party like it’s 5774.

@Benedick: “I’m Yorick Yoho and this is my wife Yolanda. We’re on our way to Yalta but the damn Yugo keeps breaking down.”

@JNOV: He does. I hadn’t noticed before, but he TOTALLY does.

@lynnlightfoot: I love you too. And you should do as you list, particularly as regards your health. Don’t be making any hasty decisions, however. As they say in Benedick’s first language in vino veritas. If I’m not drunk, I feel I am missing out on many, many truths. True, true things. Things with veracity. Which I repeat, with zeal, if not with much diction, reason, or class.

Plus, scotch. I mean, really, let’s have some decency and manners.

Some would consider my advice suspect, but let me ask you this: are they drunk? Probably not. I know a latin phrase, which I quoted in the first paragraph, so you should agree with me.

@Benedick: Education is wasted on the stupid. He does have an education, right?

@JNOV:

Wee, sleekit, cow’rin, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty
Wi bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee,
Wi’ murdering pattle.

Though that is about a mouse.

Do you know, darling, I thought of you today, at school, when I saw some of the young women going into class with such beautiful eyes- so similar to each other, and yet somehow indeterminate, like they were sisters that never knew each other- and thought to myself “where have I seen eyes like that before?”

You have a great many sisters out there, my dear.

@lynnlightfoot: One of them was Benvolio in Zefferelli’s “Romeo and Juliet”, and if I am remembering correctly. Zefferelli was so ardent in pursuing his affections that he actually had a nervous breakdown and quit acting. It’s a bit of an overreaction, I think, I can’t remember where I heard the story, I can’t remember which one of them it was, but I love the punchline:

Whenever he refers to the role, he refers to it as “BendoverLivo”.

@Tommmcatt Can’t Believe He Ate The Whole Thing: As I remember it’s…

Och, whicht panic’s in thy breatie

But I could be wrong. Didn’t Burns die drunk in a gutter? Something to which I think we can all aspire.

@lynnlightfoot: You know what else is fun? Beat the Devil. I usually don’t like camp but this is so far out there it meets Mildred Pierce on the way back in. I ask you, is there any spectacle so splendid as the sight of Gina Lolabrigida, at the height of her va va va voom, wading ashore through the surf in a silk cocktail dress and stiletto heels? I think not.

@Benedick: It’s that kind of propaganda which slows the creeping, deadly progress of alcoholism, my friend.

Which I shouldn’t really be so flip about, honestly. My Uncle Joe is literally dying of drink as we speak. They took seventeen liters of fluid off him due to the liver not working last week. Really. Seventeen liters is a lot, I’m told. So I don’t mean to play a dirge as a waltz, as it were.

But it is a Thursday afternoon, I’m feeling much better about life, and lah-de-dah is coming a bit easier, no matter what the subject.

Regarding Burns, I only rememb’red the first line. You’ll have to go argue with Wikipedia about the rest of it. Though between you and I, I bet you’re right.

@Tommmcatt Can’t Believe He Ate The Whole Thing: I don’t remember panic I remember Terror, Ocht whicht terror’s in thy breastie. Wondrous poet. John Anderson my Jo, John. We climbed the hill thigether (Jo is an affectionate term for a lover/husband/Asian hottie) Burns’ Night is still a big deal in Scotland. It involves haggis. Don’t screw up your nose – though it is pretty gash darn cute – if you can eat foie gras you can eat motherfucking haggis.

Sorry about uncle Joe. So if your liver doesn’t work that’s like a bad thing? Giving me second thoughts about the case of Uncle Tito’s I’m about to order at bealwaysdrunken.com.

@Benedick: I’m actually learning about that. Your liver is as important as your lungs or your heart. It is not a second-rate organ, like the pathetic spleen, or, god forbid, the tonsil.

Joe, God love him, is reaping the whirlwind, having planted the wind thereby. I’m sorry for him too.

By all means order your vodka, man. Do ye gather ye rosebuds and all that…

@Benedick: It was sufficiently exhausting just to look it up.

@nojo: Where have you been, Nojo? It’s been ages!

I”be been hanging out here, obviously.

@Tommmcatt Can’t Believe He Ate The Whole Thing: And just like that, my heart melts. I have difficulty responding to kindness, to beautifully-worded and sincere affection. All I can say is thank you. Thank you for thinking about me and for telling me that I crossed your mind.

Oh hai! I’ve hit a new low – in the office at 5:25 am. Taking a coffee break at 6:30 am and popping by to say howdy.

/carry on

@lynnlightfoot: Sorry to hear about your accident. Hope you’re feeling better. Hope you rented some good English comedies. And cue up A Fish Called Wanda in memory of baked – that was her favorite Monty Python/Cleese movie.

@Benedick: I think “motherfucking haggis” is on the menu now in the finer restaurants in Portland.

Well, today I have to vote in my safe labor (Dem) seat. My vote doesn’t really count as the current member is the soon to be Ex-Deputy Prime Minister and he will be re-elected no matter how I vote.

He and the current PM white-anted the previousl leader of the labor party and drove it down to the low 30% in the polls. And then act surprised they are going to lose the election.

So, we are going to get a Liberal (Republican/Tory) government. And I can do fuck all about it.

But on the bright side, being we vote on a saturday, many schools and community centres use the election as a fund raiser.

There’s even a website listing which polling booths have cake stalls. saussage sizzles, bacon & egg rolls etc. http://www.electionsausagesizzle.com.au/

Sometimes it’s worth it to be an Australian.

@SanFranLefty:
That is earlier than I have to be at work. Do they hate u that much?

@Benedick: I had haggis several times when visiting Scotland last year. It was quite yummy – better than my mom’s Americanized version. It was also much tastier than foie gras, which I never cared for even before it became a pariah food.

@Jenny_F: Sounds like you Ozzies have much more sense about elections than we Americans have managed. I’d love to walk in the school where I vote some election day and find homemade food for sale. At least you have the chance of getting something good out of the election process.
In Australia are the local candidates allowed to ambush you outside the door for a last-second attempt to buy your vote with a nail file or other cheap giveaway? I dread running that gauntlet every election day, even when I know some of the candidates.

@Jenny_F: I vote at the local firehouse – all volunteer – and the ladies set up shop with pies and brownies and other white people’s baked goods in the room opposite the one in which the voting takes place. It’s adorable. Fingers crossed for your election.

@Dave H: See above.

@Walking Still: Haggis is largely chopped lungs and other offal meats mixed with oats, dried sage, and grease. All stuffed in a sheep’s stomach and boiled. I daresay there are new-fangled foodie versions involving dried apricots but to eat the real thing you pretty much had to get shitfaced on scotch first. And why not.

When I would eat such things foie gras was a huge treat. Mind you, I also liked brains and sweetbreads. I would now only eat brains in a restaurant: let them pick out the veins and membranes. But scorching hot with black butter they’re very good. Sweetbreads (the thymus and pancreas glands – thymus are best), on the other hand, are easy to prepare and hardly disgusting at all. And they are delicious.

Ah! My carnivore days!

@Benedick: Sweetbreads. Neither sweet nor bread.

My precinct polling place is my neighbor’s garage. I was # 3 to vote in November 2012.

Mountain Oysters.

Hey — I have a car for the weekend. Where should I go? Been to Rainier. Have done the Kurt Cobain tour twice, although I have not hit the park bench, and I’m not planning to. Have no desire to see the monstrosity Jimmi Hendrix’s dickhole dad constructed. This evening, I drove around the farms and slid through Muckelshoot, and I’m starting to look at NDN gaming kinda different from when RML and I first met on Cynics Party. RML and I didn’t argue about it, but he did think I am a dude. ;-)

Soooooooo…I’m wondering if I should try to find old punk haunts in Olympia or the Spoke-can Falls Bridge. I think the bridge.

@JNOV: Olympia Farmers Market, then go up to Port Townsend (you’ll go by the Barking Dog casino on the way).

@SanFranLefty: It’s Spoke-Can today. I slept through the Cascades part of my trip out here. Bummmer. Four hours? Meh. No biggie. I’m going to have a Smoke Signals kinda thing. Might go to Coeur D’Alene. I thiiink I can take this car out of state.

In any event, I’ve gone north, west and south. Time to go east before the snow comes.

You people with your polling places are so adorable. I’ve been mailing in votes for twenty years.

@JNOV: I have a car for the weekend. Where should I go?

A thousand miles south.

@nojo: Mailing is so convenient, but I kinda miss the social experience of voting.

@Mistress Cynica: Especially the charming part about finding a parking spot near the grade school on the other side of town from where I worked on campus.

@ JNOV, be sure to stop at the Gorge near George.

Our polling place used to be the Catholic retirement home down the street. They would be screaming their morning prayers over the PA system while we were voting, since everyone there was 120 years old and basically deaf. It was somewhat amusing, but I’m glad that we switched to vote by mail.

@nojo: :/

@¡Andrew!: I was like, not only this but the Grand Canyon, too?!? Yeah.

@Tommmcatt Can’t Believe He Ate The Whole Thing: <3

It all sounds fun until the altitude sickness.

I also didn’t appreciate Indian John Hill. WTF? Made me think of fucking Injun Joe or whatever that cartoon thing was. Was that Looney Toons? I won’t look it up. Indian Joe Hill.

I saw wild horses. That was pretty nice.

We have a state amphibian, the Pacific Chorus Frog. A state amphibian.

@JNOV: Every year, Eugene’s fall festival crowns a Slug Queen.

This has been bugging me since last night, and if end up on wikipedia, I’ll be there all night. Who was Romney’s running mate?

@JNOV: Oregon has a state microbe, saccharomyces cerevisiae (the yeast used to ferment wine and beer).

@Mistress Cynica: That’s right! How soon we forget.

Yeah — I saw vineyards today near The Gorge in George, Washington.

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