Until recently, that is. In 1996, Universal Pictures and Imagine entertainment released The Nutty Professor,
a film with the following strikes against it:
1.) It starred Eddie Murphy, whose five previous films (Vampire in Brooklyn,
Beverly Hills Cop III, The Distinguished Gentleman, Boomerang
) were so awful that if he kept it up, continuing to cast the funniest
man of the 1980’s would have been this article’s 6th step.
2.) It was a remake of a Jerry Lewis movie, a performer disliked by everyone
except victims of Muscular Dystrophy and the French.
3.) It featured not one, but TWO foul mouthed old ladies (see Step One) BOTH of which were played by Eddie Murphy (see Strike One).
And then, a miracle happened. It was funny. The great Eddie Murphy, with his back against the wall, showed not only flashes of the old dirty charm, but passed the torch of great black comedy to a young Dave Chappelle, who stole a scene with his amazing portrayal of a hack comedian destroyed by the slick comebacks of Murphy' Buddy Love.
Yet Hollywood, who couldn't seem to see that it' not the fat suit that' funny, it' who' funny in the fat suit, went on to produce flop after foam rubber-filled flop, putting Gwyneth Paltrow in the suit for Shallow Hal,
Julia Roberts under the rubber in America' Sweethearts,
Martin Lawrence in not one but two
Big Mama' House
movies, and more recently, Ryan Reynolds in Just Friends,
Kenan Thompson in Fat Albert
and Alyson Hannigan in the suicide-inducingly unfunny Date Movie
(See Step Two).
John Candy' dead now, and comedy is the poorer for it, but this is America, and you can't tell me that that a real
fat person is difficult to find. So c'mon Hollywood! In the name of Lou Costello, give a real fat comic a job! You know they're out there, you know they're funny, and let' be honest, we don't want them going hungry.
Dewey 'Ox' Oxberger:
"He said... black guys... help the white guys.'