Speaking of Hitler*, its now official – I am a bonafide, card carrying fan of Larry David and his brilliant, post modern, post Seinfeld masterpiece “Curb Your Enthusiasm”.
I watched the opening two episodes last night and on the strength of the bellylaughs on offer, promptly made a bee line for JB Hi Fi to pick up series 4 and 5 at the bargain basement price of $15 a pop – come on, that’s like $5 a disc. With all the hassle and time involved, you couldn’t even burn them for that price.
All the reviews of the show on sites like IMDB in this case are totally accurate – the show is nothing short of comedic brilliance. Maybe its me, but I seem to have a real affinity for shows without fixed dialgoue and that deal in subjects like neurotic existentialism. Like the fantastic Christoper Guest and Woody Allen, David’s show consists entirely of loose plot outlines, and the actors essentially improvise on set with how they feel the scene should play out in terms of what is funny, black, semi tragic or facetious.
Check it out - I’m champing at the bit to work through the series as fast as I can!
* because in the opening episode, Larry calls his wife “Hitler” while on the cellphone to his manager, little knowing that said manager has him on speaker with his elderly cantakerous Jewish parents in the car. Said Jewish parents are morbidly horrified at Larry’s indiscrete remarks, given that they had a gay Jewish cousin who survived (or was it didnt survive?) the Holocaust. Plot unravels when Larry is forced to apologise to the parents but this results in further mayhem blah blah blah!
Just see it!
