His HBO series, Tourgasm, was somewhat entertaining but that was due almost entirely to the three other comics on the show. He’s made a HUGE name for himself on the college touring circuit (which I guess makes him the new Carrot Top–lucky him) through his admittedly forward-thinking use of social networking sites and Internet marketing. But, is Dane Cook funny? At all? Not to Rob Sheffield.
Taylor Dayne. Cookie Monster. The Great Dane next door. Cooke City, Montana. A prune Danish. The Bugs Bunny cartoon that goes, “Cook! Where’s my hasenpfeffer?” This is just a partial list of things that are funnier than Dane Cook, but let’s stop here or we could go on all day, like one of Dane’s monologues.
The season premier of Saturday Night Live is always a bit sketchy (pardon the pun), especially when the show is in a “transition” year and has cut some cast members. This year’s debut was an exercise in “almost.”
This week’s host, internet comedic phenom and chronically over saturated Dane Cook, was almost funny. His monologue was a four-minute sample of his stage show, which is full of near clever observations and all but engaging physical comedy. The first show of the season sets the tone for the year. As the host for the season opener, Cook was…well…less than.
And then there was musical guest the Killers. Front man Brandon Flowers was decked out in a creepy moustache and oddly well-fitted western wear that seemed to be ripped right from the cover of the latest Urban Outfitter catalog. Jerking around and singing almost on-key, Flowers seemed to be trying a bit too hard to be weird. Crsipin Glover, he ain’t, lo though he tries.
If Saturday’s show is any indication, we may be heading to another dark chapter for the longest running comedy sketch show on television. Countdown to the obligatory SNL deathwatch: five…four…three…