A celebrity party cruise goes down in the Pacific. Two survivors make it to a nearby island: comedian Bob Zany and German badminton champion Hans Goefflingmeyer. This situation becomes a classic good news-bad news scenario for Zany. Although Hans is a lifelong bully, he labors diligently, albeit silently, as the two survivors build homes, haul water, and hunt for food. Then Hans begins work on what looks to be a large platform with a primitive bench in front of it. Zany helps out, though he is unclear why such a platform is needed.
Once the platform is built, Hans proceeds to go insane for exactly one hour a day—always at nightfall. He begins speaking, but only to insist that Zany get on stage and perform a faux Tonight Show 5 nights a week while Hans watches from the bench. As Hans is a world-class athlete, Zany has little choice but to comply. The badminton champ is a good audience, laughing uproariously at Zany’s material. But insanity has not affected his memory or his passion for entertainment, and thus Zany is beaten senseless whenever he repeats a joke or states aloud that he isn’t really interviewing, say, Ally Sheedy.
Although it becomes clear that the 2 castaways will never be rescued, we learn much about the human condition by observing their behavior. It is unlikely that readers will ever laugh the same way again.
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I like the story, for the most part. I feel perhaps that using the Joey Bishop show or perhaps Late Night with Tom Snyder would have more plot potential (Tom Snyder 'interrogating' Joey Heatherton about Lance Rentzel while lounging on a Serta has brilliant comedic possibilities)
Das Hans ist ein krank-ass mo'fo'!
There was this one day that I said scenario, faux, uproariously and albeit all in one sentence. It went something like this: The obnoxion uprariously wept, albeit faux tears; what a dilatorially, yet perfunctory scenario!
Immediately after, I coughed up some blood and was bludgeoned with pigeon down covered pretzels by some scottish dwarves.
My cat's name is Melonhead. Interestingly, he doesn't have a birthday.
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