Archive for February, 2011


Charlie Sheen: It’s Not All About YOU

February 26, 2011

CBS canceled the taping of  this season’s final four episodes of “Two And A Half Men” after Charlie Sheen’s latest rant against the show’s creator. Albeit a hugely entertaining, venomous rant by a completely-in-denial Sheen who seems to find nothing objectionable about his behavior.

How many years has it been since Sheen shot Kelly Preston, his then fiance? That should have tipped off him and everyone else that he has serious issues. Issues that always seem to involve drinking, drugs and women. And occasionally a gun.

If the reports are true Sheen won’t be paid his $1.2 million dollars per episode salary for the canceled shows,  and the show’s future is in jeopardy.

Sheen’s the star, all the attention is on him. But if one of the most popular shows on tv is canceled, (and I am a fan and think the writing, Sheen and the ensemble are hilarious) it’s not just Sheen who loses. He should have enough money by now to never have to work again, anyway. But what about the hundreds of other cast, crew and staff whose livelihoods depend on “Two And A Half Men?” Hit shows like that come along once. If Sheen takes down the show with his arrogance, he’s taking down the careers of professionals much less famous and rich than himself.

And how much longer are the cast members of “Two And A Half Men” seriously going to keep saying “Charlie’s such a great guy” in these interviews I’ve seen them doing, when he costs them the biggest gig of their lives?




New Features On The Site

February 23, 2011

Many of you who are new to my blog find me through online searches for stars or shows that I have interviewed or am writing about. Take a minute to click on my homepage and you’ll find some video just added including new bonus features with singer Darlene Love and celebrity and movie poster photographer, Timothy White.



February 16, 2011

The most recent ON THE SCENE episode featuring my interviews with singer Darlene Love and celebrity and movie poster photographer Timothy White, will have an encore presentation this weekend.

Tune in Saturday the 19th at 8 AM, 1PM or 11:30 PM and Sunday the 20th at 8 AM or 1PM.

And check my blog archive for the back story on both interviews.


Grammy Awards: Mars Attacks, Rihanna Grinds, Mick Rocks

February 15, 2011

The most vehement, fire-up, hand wringing conversation I’ve been a part of lately came today from my colleagues who wanted to hash over last night’s Grammy Awards.

Let me say up front, everybody I talked to agreed with me 100 percent that the Aretha Franklin tribute was pathetic. This is not an attack on Aretha’s taped appearance but on the embarrassingly bad choice of singers for the tribute…Yolanda Adams and Jennifer Hudson are the only two of the five who came close to being reasonable picks for the job.  What should have been the most moving moment of the night dragged on, and is remembered now only for its disappointments.

Bruno Mars is a Grammy standout and the James Brown send-up in his performance was perfect for this awards show. It has a lot of people including me seeing him in a broader context as an entertainer and artist, now, and so ultimately he may have had the best night of anyone.

Among my colleagues (avid music fans and some musicians) I am alone in liking the Bob Dylan performance, not everyone shares my thrill in seeing Mick Jagger on stage once again, and it is unanimous we didn’t need that second helping of a grinding Rihanna.



The Grammys Aretha Franklin Tribute

February 14, 2011

Tonight the Grammy Awards proved five singers together can’t come close to doing an Aretha Franklin song as well as the original can by herself.

And could they have had any less chemistry? With the exception of Yolanda Adams, not an inspired looking group given the honor and international visibility they were handed.




Interviewer Vs. Critic

February 2, 2011

I see my share of shows…Broadway, off-Broadway, some way the hell off-Broadway.  From the Palace Theatre to the tiniest of black boxes downtown. Wherever it is I like to see all the different means actors and directors use to tell a story.

What I don’t often do these days  is write reviews. I am more into interviewing the artists to find out why they did what they did, than I am in evaluating how well they did it. People always ask me why I don’t write more reviews. And I think it’s because reviews are solitary. You sit at the computer and spell out what you liked and didn’t about a show, and what is its relevance.  But I am more excited about being face to face with the artists in a living, breathing exchange of questions and thoughts.

I’m thinking about this because I just posted a review of “The Accidental Pervert.” Fortunately there was an audience q and a after the performance…and yes, it brought out the interviewer in me.


“The Accidental Pervert”: A Review

February 2, 2011

Of all things to forge a sacred bond between father and son…tossing a softball in the park, fishing together at a favorite lake, watching the football game on a Sunday afternoon… this is not a shared interest that you’d post pictures of on Facebook. Or document in the family photo album. Or brag about to the grandparents.

You’d be more likely to tell it to a priest. At confession.

In fact, that’s what “The Accidental Pervert” is like. A confession. Andrew Goffman reveals in his one man show that the tie that binds his family is a G string.

Pornography. A father’s legacy. A son’s obsession.

Goffman’s entertaining semi-autobiographical comedy (a true story in which names and certain details are changed to protect the un-perverted) is a trip down a XXX-rated memory lane.

As Goffman tells it, at age 11 he stumbled upon a box of pornographic videotapes tucked away in a closet, left behind by his father who had moved out after a divorce. Curiosity+hormones=the rest of the story.

“No one starts out to be a pervert,” Goffman rationalizes to the audience. But those tapes, a VCR and abundant hours home by himself, turned Goffman’s young life into the Ron Jeremy edition of an after school tv special.

Set in Goffman’s room, circa 1980 and complete with a recliner, Norman Rockwell prints hanging on each wall and Goffman in boxers and a t-shirt,  he speaks directly to the audience, animatedly recounting with the help of some provocative sound effects and props.. and a dose of humility, charm and self-deprecating humor…how porn took over his life, warped his image of women and set him up for the most unrealistic expectations.

By the time the nearly 90 minute performance winds to close, Goffman’s conclusion that it has taken marriage and fatherhood to get him to put aside his penchant for porn and to have a healthy relationship in the living flesh, hardly comes as a surprise. The noteworthy twist is his relationship with his father…this odd, but intriguing and unspoken-between-them connection he now feels toward his father through these videos.  This is where Goffman’s show finds its heart and while drama does not seem to come as naturally to him (Goffman is a former stand up comedian and the comedic elements of his script are more strongly written)  he  succeeds in taking the audience in some unexpected directions.

“The Accidental Pervert” is written and performed by Andrew Goffman and directed by Charles Messina. It runs through June at the Players Theatre located on MacDougal Street in the West Village.