From Boston to L.A.
Girlcomic.net chats with the acidic-ly funny and honest girlcomic, Laura
"I like L.A. There's a lot more smoke being blown up my ass here than
there was in New York. And even though the smoke doesn't necessarily materialize
into anything, the frequency and availability of it is something I've come to
depend on." - Laura Kightlinger.
It's Monday night in L.A. and that means that most comedy connoisseurs are
crammed in at Largo, a club (mainly for hipster musicians) that also functions
as an Italian restaurant, menu's with Marty Feldman's mug on the front sit at
every place setting. Laura Kightlinger enters with her infamous boyfriend Jack
Black (Tenancious D.) but it's not about her "movie star boyfriend"
as she lovingly and jokingly referred to him on stage that night, the crowd
is there for her.
That kind of sucked
The comics that night are not eating it, but they're not exactly serving up
the laughs either. It's not their fault, because these are some of the brightest
comics, big names and all that. Maybe the audience is in carbohydrate overload,
or the bartender is taking too long with their drinks, but they haven't opened
up yet. Then Laura takes the stage and finally cracks them. And in classic Kightlinger,
self-deprecating style, she walks off stage and says, "That kind of sucked."
If only I could suck like that.
Quick Shots of False Hope
Yeah you could say Laura Kightlinger isn't vain. But she loves to pretend she
is. The inscription on the (unfortunately now out of print) autobiography that
she sent me reads, "I hope you have as much fun reading this as I did kissing
the picture on the cover." Quick Shots of False Hope is her first
book that consists of seventeen essays. All riotous, candid and more often than
not upsetting. She's been to more funerals than anyone on the planet and suffered
rejection and mortification on the way up the ladder to success.
She talks with great esteem and regret about her grandmother often in the book.
When asked she says, "I think about her [grandmother] all the time. She
was very funny without knowing it. My grandmother had two favorite topics; tragedies
in our family and tragedies in other people's families. She'd be alive today
if not for her harmful practice of driving with one foot on the break and the
other on the gas". That last sentence seems like just a metaphor, but ouch,