Wow, what a revolting phrase to type. I kind of make myself want to vomit just for having written it. I'd like to believe I live in the world where people who say things like that ought to be metaphorically shot.
But . . .
But, The Colbert Report.
Yes, I'm still chucking every time he pronounces it pronounced "The Col-bear Ra-poor". I'm chuckling all the way through. Chuckling constantly, laughing my ass off, in fact.
It's not just funny, it's brilliantly funny. Funnier even than The Daily Show at the moment, and more biting, more incisive. And man, that's saying a lot.
But kind of one note, don't you think?
Not exactly, but kinda. I mean, every joke has about three sides to it, but they all tend along the same lines. So it's one chord?
I'm still loving it. Still, I say, after a week. But four shows in, I'm wondering the same thing I was after the first one, except I'm wondering it incessantly: How soon before I'm incredibly tired of this? How much do I really need?
The great smart thing about The Daily Show is that they mix it up so much. I don't really need 30 (22?) minutes of indictment of the press and the politicos every night, but they come at it in all sorts of different ways.
Even so, I'm kinda ready for a rest when they take a week off--I just wish they could figure out not to schedule them during disasters like Katrina. We needed them that week.
Which brings us to the other problem. Four half hours a week was prolly a bit more than I really needed of The Daily Show, despite its brilliance. Eight half hours of this stuff? Not sure I've got room for all that. Especially with four of the same exquisite chord.
I have always thought Stephen Colbert was the best thing about The Daily Show. Yes, prolly even nosing out Jon Stewart, in a very tight race. And I always prayed for more.
But this much?
I could be wrong. I hope so.