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Richard Pryor: Live & Smokin
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Genre | Comedy |
Format | Color, Widescreen, Multiple Formats, NTSC |
Contributor | Richard Pryor, Michael Blum |
Language | English |
Number Of Discs | 1 |
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Richard Pryor delivering his one-of-a-kind routine. One of his earliest live performances in 1971 at the Improvisation in New York.
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- Aspect Ratio : 1.33:1
- Is Discontinued By Manufacturer : No
- MPAA rating : NR (Not Rated)
- Product Dimensions : 0.7 x 7.5 x 5.4 inches; 2.72 Ounces
- Item model number : 5822425
- Director : Michael Blum
- Media Format : Color, Widescreen, Multiple Formats, NTSC
- Run time : 46 minutes
- Release date : July 28, 2009
- Actors : Richard Pryor
- Language : Unqualified
- Studio : Weinstein Company
- ASIN : B00261E0T8
- Number of discs : 1
- Best Sellers Rank: #71,867 in Movies & TV (See Top 100 in Movies & TV)
- #844 in Performing Arts (Movies & TV)
- #2,410 in Special Interests (Movies & TV)
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Pryor works with color and race as his medium of expression much as Carlin does the same with language--more specifically, the distorted versions of reality we unwittingly create with our thoughtless uses of words. Carlin, in some respects, has to be admired as the master of his craft precisely because he avoids autobiographical material and the construction of a comic persona based on his own life. He's a comic everyman, reporting the day's trivial and sordid business, from flying on airplanes to being witness to another senseless war predictably launched by the all-supreme DOD. He candidly discusses his hatred of "lies," which is the only thing we can expect to hear from our government. And then he proceeds to dramatize the world of lies to which each of us is subjected during our brief, uninformed lifetimes.
If you can overlook the "F word" (hasn't it exhausted its meaning and effect by now?) and recognize, even in some of his most outrageously funny sketches (with catalogs of euphonic words, each individually clear yet coming together in a forceful current that streams from his mouth in a heady rush that I have yet to hear matched by any rapper-hip-hopper--if you can recognize in that stream not only the dazzling performance of a master craftsman but the picture of life as it is lived (or, more often, wasted), then you're in a position to recognize Carlin for the supreme satirist that he is. Like the 18th century's Jonathan Swift, he's capable of touching a nerve provoking anger along with laughter (some of it anger over our own obtuseness and stupidity).
Both Carlin and Pryor are proficient at using multi-voices. There's always the "adult voice" of arrogance, pride, and presumed maturity alternating with the more direct and vernacular voice of outrage and truth.
Pryor's builiding blocks are his personal experiences as a young black man having daily business with hookers, druggies, and brothels. Unlike Carlin, he gives himself an advantage through his creation of a sympathetic figure due to the prejudice and hardships of his youth (most of the laughter heard on "Live and Smokin'" sounds like it's coming from the white women in a small audience). Like Carlin, he works with loosely drawn-up "set pieces," each of which has been carefully rehearsed before stringing them together for the occasion. The transitions and segues aren't as smooth as Carlin's (there are a number of fades to black), and Pryor occasionally makes self-conscious references to the challenge of working in front of a camera. The audience gives him that--at least, more readily than if it were Carlin making similar excuses. Much of the humor on "Live & Smokin'" is scatological--and here his targets are not black and white but man and woman, and the different ways in which each deals with his or her bodily functions. It may strike the viewer as odd that the audience seems most repulsed when Pryor sticks his finger in his nose, then his mouth, then says: "Come on, admit it . Doesn't everyone enjoy a good booger?" Maybe so, but that's the stuff that children between the ages of 5 and 8 especially enjoy (the "Jelly-Belly Factory" in Kenosha, Wi, even puts out a "booger-flavored" jelly bean).
Besides the "shock value" (getting the crowd's attention), the bits about body functions universalizes the primarily black life that is Pryor's main focus. Soon he's not merely talking about but assuming the character of the real down-n-outers that, we quickly sense, he knows far better than we. We may laugh but not without feeling equal amounts of pity and fear--one moment Pryor is swinging wildly with his fists, striking the mic or anyone within range, the next he's threatening to drop his trousers, the next he's a hopeless addict whose mother has called him a dog and whose father has disowned him for hocking the family TV set. He uses his hand as an object of menace, helplessness and obscenity--holding it in the region of his groin and making it appear physically deformed. Soon it becomes a symbol of his stolen manhood, signifying his limited opportunities and his resentment at a world that has kicked him into the gutter, then ignored him--no good Samaritans within sight of his tortured body, as he wishes for only two things: 1. a friend who will walk alongside of him, offering support and empathy until 2. two o'clock the next day, when he thinks he has a chance to score with drug-dealer who will make his troubles go away--for a limited time.
Pryor isn't saying , merely, that "Black lives matter" even though he's representing black experience with greater candor than many people (including successful and wealthy black people) have ever had a chance to get so close to. It's only when his spectators sees through the "blackness" (Pryor's tool, his means to a weightier end) to the "human" and the universal that his humor reaches the destination that counts. Black lives matter because, like white lives, they can easily be misled, misguided, mishandled and fall off the high and dry curb into a dark stagnating abyss--white lives and black lives alike. Whether it's an impoverished, unbathed, stinking white person or a black person, what matters is laughter signifying that we recognize in the afflicted humanity created by Pryor someone like ourselves. Our pride and privilege can't insulate us from the fallen or excuse us from our failure to assist such a human being, even if it's to get him through another night of hell prior to the next fix.
It's not that black lives matter "as much as" white lives (the misunderstanding of white politicians). Rather it's the recognition that if black lives don't matter, neither do white lives because we're all essentially alike. If we allow blackness to distance ourselves from another human being--whether it's to abuse that person or to ignore him--we act as though black lives DON'T matter. What you have yet to learn is that "blackness is humanness."
(Part of Pryor's closing impersonation of a down-and-out black man is theological, as he invokes the preacher and the Good Samaritan. And these reference allow us to appreciate the power of humor to "free us from our sins," lifted from us by the power of laughter. Frankly, I enjoyed this performance more than the more celebrated "Live on Sunset Strip." By the time of "Sunset Strip" Pryor had become a celebrity, and when every word that he speaks (some unintelligible) is greeted by laughter by an audience primed to respond in exactly that way, the "cleansing action" of great "serious humor" has been reduced to a meaningless "ritual."
I gave this 3 stars because it had 3 good laughs, but I was hoping there would be more. It's only about 45 minutes long, which I was kind of disapointed about at first, then about half an hour in, I caught myself thinking, "oh good, past the halfway mark." With his other performances, I wanted them to go on and on and was sad they were over. This is fairly early standup from 1971. It appears to have been filmed at a supper club, not that the audience is shown at all, but because I could hear silverware clinking against plates in the background. Some of the material goes past raunchy and into gross-out, or at least gross enough that I felt bad for the people in the club who were eating while watching.
Pryor does do some funny material, especially comparing how white people do stuff (have dinner, have sex, etc)with how black people do it. I know Chris Rock and Eddie Murphy have done this topic over and over, but let's face it, Pryor did it first. Rock and Murphy both freely admit that he was their idol and the reason they wanted to do stand up, and since I've seen almost all the Chris Rock and Eddie Murphy standup there is, it's funny to see Pryor doing a routine that they both have obviously been inspired by. I am sorry to say that Pryor was seriously under the influence of coke when they filmed this; it would have just been a guess but Pryor very openly and bluntly says how much he loves cocaine, can't get enough of it, and can't stop doing it at the beginning of the video. He also seems much more wired than usual. This is fine, but it gets to the point of affecting his performance (several times he nervously adlibs asides that make no sense).
One thing that was poignant that another review I read mentioned was that Pryor jokes about his hellish childhood, blurting out that his mother turned tricks while he was home. He sort of hangs his head quietly and smokes after he says it (it's even more uncomfortable because there's this kind of awkward silence in the club when he talks about it) and it's obvious he still is very sad about it. The production values aren't that great. They have to keep fading in and out, jumping ahead in the performance, probably because he went on one of his drug-induced tangents. Then it has a really abrupt ending, Pryor is doing his wino routine, which is pretty funny, and it seems like he's practically in the middle of a sentence when they freeze it and go to the credits. I could almost hear the editors saying, 'I think I'll end the movie riiight...HERE!" (end).
Pryor is very talented, and I'm not saying that the video doesn't have its moments. It's just that I've seen so much better from this brilliant, hilarious guy. I would just recommend that if you haven't seen any filmed/videotaped performances, don't pick this one to start, try one of the ones I mentioned at the beginning of the review.
How I wish his life had to be shortened by MS, just as Robin Williams was shortened by Lou Gehrig's disease. And he didn't want to hang around for the painful demise.
I now want to buy every movie Pryor made just to get his take on life.
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A GREAT LOSS THIS YEAR TO A GREAT MAN.
IT TAKES A LOT TO MAKE PEOPLE SMILE,HE HE HOW TO MAKE PEOPLE LAUGH.
SADLY MISSED IN THE COMEDY WORLD