Weird.
I have to admit, Paul Reubens looks pretty good. I can’t believe he can still do this old role.
Weird.
Weird.
I have to admit, Paul Reubens looks pretty good. I can’t believe he can still do this old role.
Weird.
I saw it, too. The whole, I dunno, “skit” (??? - I don’t know what else to call it) was just S-T-R-A-N-G-E and not funny. That awful story he told at the beginning that just went on and on and on. And the healthy eating lecture with the salad bar. I guess I missed the point of the comedy in that. Oh, and I guess he got married, too. (Paul Reubens, I mean, not PeeWee.)
Maybe I’m just old and tired and cranky these days, but I remember PeeWee as being very high-energy and squeaky-voiced and oddball and hilariously funny and kind of perpetually 9 years old. And this was just like some old, tired, government worker dressing up as PeeWee for Halloween. Even the voice was wrong. The whole thing was too “normal guy” and not near enough “PeeWee,” in my opinion. I was really looking forward to a new “PeeWee” performance and ended up being very disappointed. Maybe I just missed the point? Can someone explain this performance to me?
I hate to say this, but I’m just not enjoying the Leno show overall. The best part of tonight’s show was the woman from Harlem (she deserves her own show…she was terrific!) and the 99 cent store stuff. Even Kevin Eubanks seemed bored.
Clothilde, I felt the same. Paul Rubens may tell dull stories of his youth, but Pee Wee does not. Or should not. When he and Jay talked back and forth a little, there were flashes of the old Pee Wee (“Or maybe she’s stupid!”).
I didn’t know what to make of the whole salad bar thing either. My husband changes the channel during every commercial and naturally is late getting back to the show, so I thought I must have missed something that would have helped it all make sense.
Ah well. Love you anyway, Pee Wee.
Paul, buddy, you know we love you. Pee-Wee’s Playhouse was a unique masterpiece of inspired weirdness. Your movies were awesome…well, the first one, anyway. It’s time to give it up. You’ve moved into some sort of new Uncanny Valley.