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Big thank you to everyone who came out last night to watch the Women In Film and Television panel discussion on Women In Comedy. I had a great time chatting on stage with Sarah Hillier, Catherine McCormick, and Erin Rodgers, with the fabulous moderating job done by WIFT’s own Jocelyn Geddie.
Your trusty editor (that’s me, Sharilyn Johnson, if you haven’t glanced at the sidebar recently) will be sitting on the Women In Comedy panel this Thursday evening, hosted by Women In Film & Television Toronto.
The members-only event takes place at 6 p.m. at the National Film Board Cinema, 150 John Street. More info and member registration procedures are available on the WIFT website.
(I’m told refreshments will be available after the panel. Shame, because I somehow end up telling much better stories when I’ve had drinks first.)
Does Patton Oswalt have a blinking neon sign over his head that says “intellectually rape me”?
It feels like just yesterday (in reality, almost two years ago) when he publicly dealt with another comic doing his act word for word at a show in Iowa.
Whether you approve or disapprove of his aggressive methods in that case, you can’t deny that it sparked a healthy debate not just about thievery, but about the trend of comedy lynch mobs and questions about how this type of thing should be handled.
It looks like history is repeating itself, in a different combination of videotaping & blog synergy.
***For all the info on how we came to be inside & seated, check out part 1!***
As lucky standby folks were still being seated, Lenny Picket and the band made way for Kenan Thompson, who took to the stage at “home base” (where the monologue is always done from). He belted out a bluesy tune with the help of backup singers Nasim Pedrad, Abby Elliot, and Vanessa Bayer, all three ladies decked out in matching sequin dresses.
The sound that emitted from my mouth when I received the email from NBC is probably best described as a cat having its tail stepped on while simultaneously orgasming. I assume.
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