comedy comedy comedy drama by bob odenkirk

In Chicago in the early eighties, improv was already being taken too seriously. And I suppose it’s about as fun as a fun-house mirror to see this distorted rage spring forth unexpected, as in “not very fun at all.” Chapter 3 It’s amazing to me how often it’s unintentional and doesn’t reflect my actual state of mind, but is to me some kind of fun-house mirror exaggeration of my actual feeling. I can go from zero (calm, grinning, friendly) to eighty (sputtering, red-faced, dynamite) in zero-point-zero seconds. I inherited this “thermonuclear emotional latitude” from him. It was funny if you weren’t too close to the unjustified intensity of his emotional outburst. The universe would stare back, not giving an inch. “Goddammit! What the HELL?!” He would curse the sky, the rag, and its unruly wetness. If he dragged it across the hood and it slopped against his pants and left a wet mark, he could burst into a rage. My dad, Wally Odenkirk, could get mad at a rag that he was using to dry the car. It looms like a maniac.Įnough with the looming! At this point I’ve been writing and performing comedy, mostly on the radio, at Southern Illinois University with my madcap friend Tim Thomas, the first of many comedy partners to come, and after months-years, really, of writing short comic satires and curiosities, I am wondering: How does it work? Chapter 2Ī tale as old as time. I’m twenty and in my fourth year of college.

White snow blankets the street, gray slush devouring the edges. The brutal wind whips, cold enough to hurt your face and your feelings. Open on: exterior, chicago street, february 1983Ī young ME is walking, determinedly, down Wells Street on the Near North Side of Chicago-a lively strip of bars, restaurants, and porn emporiums.

Featuring humorous tangents, never-before-seen photos, wild characters, and Bob’s trademark unflinching drive, Comedy Comedy Comedy Drama is a classic showbiz tale told by a determined idiot.

Comedy comedy comedy drama by bob odenkirk