I'm enjoying Kathy Griffin's reality show on Bravo. Unlike the "cast" of "Being Bobby Brown", I like seeing Griffin, her husband Matt, her "gays", and the rest of her circle navigate fame. Kathy's husband is a real guy (and a nice, quiet overweight computer guy, at that - he's utterly un-Hollywood) and seeing how Kathy is received (or not received) by other L.A. people is fascinating.
Last week featured her going on a tour shilling her new DVD. I could feel myself cringing on her behalf when she only sells 10 DVDs at a signing event in a New York mall or when Starr Jones (one of the biggest media whores on the planet) actually physically distanced herself from Kathy during a taping of "The View." Perhaps worst was Jay Leno making an "ugly girl" joke at Kathy's expense at the end of a "Tonight Show" appearance, leaving Griffin in tears.
I think I may have mentioned my Jay Leno dislike before. If not, let me just say, I think Leno has evolved into the worst form of lowest common denominator comedian, kissing trashy American ass and embracing ignorance on the sad mess "The Tonight Show" now is. Johnny and Steve and Jack all sadly roll in their graves each time Leno tells a stupid fat joke in his monologue or does his pathetic "Jaywalking" bits that show us (yuk yuk yuk) how funny it is that Americans R dumb! Quick, Jay - give us some oh-so-hilarious comment that will lead us all to believe that Kevin Eubanks is a pot-smokin' loser, rather than an accomplished jazz guitarist!
Ugh. Go back to shilling Doritos, Jay. Let Conan have the desk a few years early. Thanks.
Tangential rant over.
Of course, even as a self-proclaimed "D Lister", Kathy Griffin has a house to die for, two publicists, a couple of agents, a make-up artist and stylist who make housecalls, and takes a limo everywhere. We should all be so lucky. But the woman seems to really work hard for it, so I don't begrudge her a thing. I have a feeling I couldn't hang out with her for very long, but then again, most people can't stand me for more than a few minutes at a time. I think some of my friends have earned merit badges for sticking with me.
Oh, and, thank you, Jesus - "Being Bobby Brown" ends this week. Hallelujah. The sooner Whitney is off screen the better.