Good reminiscence by Tony Hendra, via cursor.org, about the rise and fall of the National Lampoon.
One of my favorite parts: Henry Beard, a world-class mental athlete, was the head of this operation in every sense and its last court of appeal, though authority sat on him awkwardly. Except when in his cups, he was agonizingly diffident, his most likely response to any editorial suggestion being a sinus-clearing snort and the single word "Tempting," which could mean anything from "Christ in Heaven, that blows chunks" to "I'm about to have a prolonged intellectual orgasm."
Yeah, the Lampoon was great in its early days. Along with Firesign Theater, me and my would-be hippie pals considered it a cut above Cheech & Chong. But time sure passes us by; we though the Dylan “Golden Protest” commercial was a hoot, but from Dharma & Greg to Victoria’s Secret in the real world? Reality eventually provides its own self-parody; the genius of the Lampoon was to see it before it became all pervasive.
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- tom moody 5-10-2004 10:56 pm
One of my favorite parts:
- tom moody 5-11-2004 7:56 pm [add a comment]
Yeah, the Lampoon was great in its early days. Along with Firesign Theater, me and my would-be hippie pals considered it a cut above Cheech & Chong. But time sure passes us by; we though the Dylan “Golden Protest” commercial was a hoot, but from Dharma & Greg to Victoria’s Secret in the real world? Reality eventually provides its own self-parody; the genius of the Lampoon was to see it before it became all pervasive.
- alex 5-11-2004 10:10 pm [add a comment]