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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 5:18 pm

A cherished myth which has persisted for decades here in the USA is that the entire nation of France is just hog-wild crazy for American comedian Jerry Lewis.

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Worship him.

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Can't get enough of him.

Indeed, Lewis did enjoy nearly manic adoration in France during the 1960's. However, his antics are now invoked by only the most grizzled vintners and ma�tre d's of that jackboot pommeled land, between heroic wallops of vintage Chablis and stale Galois.

Okay fine, Ginch...what's your point?

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(Lewis' biographer, Shawn) Levy conjectures that French audiences took to Lewis in part because he exemplified the French notion of the auteur--the individual, typically the director, who imposes his artistic vision on the production.

Do not baiters weave unique comedic/artistic vision into their own productions? And do they not, therefore, carry forward the auteur's proud tradition of spinning new thread from old cloth? By God then, let's examine a curious slab of Jerry Lewis shtick that once held Americans in thrall, that it may be adapted in some twisted fashion to our own endeavors.

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This is called the "Announcer's Test". It originated at Radio Central New York in the early 1940's as a cold reading test given to prospective radio talent to demonstrate their speaking ability. Del Moore, a long time friend of Jerry Lewis', took this test at Radio Central New York in 1941, and passed it on to him . . .

One hen

Two ducks

Three squawking geese

Four limerick oysters

Five corpulent porpoises

Six pair of Don Alverzo's tweezers

Seven thousand Macedonians in full battle array

Eight brass monkeys from the ancient sacred crypts of Egypt

Nine apathetic, sympathetic, diabetic, old men on roller skates with a marked propensity towards procrastination and sloth

Ten lyrical, spherical diabolical denizens of the deep who hall stall around the corner of the quo of the quay of the quivery, all at the same time.

Not quite a Newb Joined: 14 Jul 2005 Posts: 41

Can you try again, this time using small, simple phrases (or maybe even stick figure drawings) to explain why you posted this?

Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 6:07 pm

TSnerd wrote:

Can you try again, this time using small, simple phrases

Sorry. I do so love convoluted hyperbole.

Okay, folks. Just see if you can work parts of the one hen, two ducks bit into a bait.

Can you say "slapped"?

Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 7:27 pm

<br>Your post just confirmed what I always thought about our Gallic friends, they have no sense of humour whatsoever, apart from Jacque Tatti who was a genius.

Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 8:09 pm

Tommo Shanter wrote:

our Gallic friends, they have no sense of humour whatsoever

ooooooooooooooo...Louis de Fun�s?