Just finished reading the memoir of Tom Davis (Al Franken's ex partner)

[mitchum]

What a smug, talentless, unfunny jerk.
I'm referring to Davis, not Franken.

[BurtWorm]

1. Really? That's disappointing.

I used to think Franken and Davis were brilliant, when I was 15 or 16. Of course it was Franken who I thought was most brilliant, but Davis cracked me up in the brain tumor bit, perfectly portraying the guy who's trying to hold it together as he watches his partner falter. I always felt kind of bad for him for being so outshined by Franken. I guess he was outshined for a reason.

[mitchum]

2. There was indeed a reason for his being outshined by Franken

Franken was the talented one. And the one who worked on developing the material and maintaining professional relationships with others.
Davis comes across as being rather dumb. I think he's one of those people who embrace the delusion of "I'm bad in sports, so that means I must be smart"
He also really does come across as just representing the absolute worst of the boomers in many of his attitudes and sense of entitlement. He worshiped, and was friends with, the fucking Dead and Tim Leary. What a tool.

[BurtWorm]

3. I'm guessing it was Franken who came up with the bit where they've become Marxists

and they come out and are just so earnest about the revolution and totally humorless--and in a way that was absolutely hilarious!

[Bossy Monkey]

4. But that's great news! It means we can blame him for "One More Saturday Night"

(the Franken and Davis movie, not the Grateful Dead song).

[mitchum]

5. No, even Davis admits that was a piece of garbage which was made...

as part of some weird convoluted scheme to get Ackroyd to make Ghostbusters II.
However, he seems even more disappointed that it didn't make any money. Buying coke and heroin for Jerry Garcia can get really expensive, you know.