Love Power
I can't tell you how much I love this scene from Mel Brook's original, 'The Producers'.
The height of comedy, baby!
posted by Bill Pocock at 2:44:00 p.m.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
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3 Comments:
Bill:
You're right, my friend. It is pure comedy and a perfect slice of 60' Americana complete with the incongruous and non sequitur dialogue, laden with LSD references. You'd never get away with that stuff to-day and you could never get an actor to deliver it so well. Plus, I don't think the kid's to-day would understand the joke. In addition the "Love Power" song is a perfect parody of all the peace and love songs produced in those days. A far cry from the themes of to-day's nusic.
I remember seeing the guy who sings, in many beatnik/hippie roles from that era and he never missed the mark. See, for example, his role in "It's A Mad, Mad, Mad World". Too bad I always missed his name. Alas, where are those unsung greats now? Who is there to fill his shoes? Not to mention, Zero Mostel and Gene Wilder.
Derek
Dick Shawn.
That's the actor's name.
When I saw him in "It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World" with the beach house and the whole groovy, daddy-o scene, I knew what my ideal life looked like. It's the only thing that has ever made sense to me. I should be on the beach. What the hell am I doing with my life?
Yes...Zero and Gene.
Bill:
Toronto, at one time, struck me as "Echo Beach", an ideal, romantic place according to a local Toronto band, but, in reality, not of this world; an ideal that doesn't exist. I found the bitter truth after three years of soul-wasting Toronto life at York U.
However, all is not lost. I know that you have tried the Vancouver and L.A. beaches but there are many others. Follow your dream brother. As a man in a brothel in Nevada once said to me, "Man, the girls in this town don't like me."
I'm not sure what he was getting at. I mean, we were in a cathouse after all. I expected it was the locals job to like you. Nevertheless, I said to him, "Move to another town, then."
I have yet to take my own advice to my eternal disappointment...
Derek
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