Baby Indy believes his parents need:
- Aesthetically Challenging Baby Poop
- A more streamlined bank account
- To be awake for every sunrise
Baby Indy stands firmly resolved that the following are unnecessary:
- Hot food
Being a benevolent ruler, he did let Molly and I watch “Conan O’Brien Can’t Stop.” I didn’t follow the CoCo Vs. Leno feud, but all the publicity surrounding it did remind me that I loved Conan. I spent many a happy nights in college watching Conan… that goofy redhead inspired me to insert many a Rust Monster into my DnD campaigns. I even rolled a Dire Masturbating Bear once–the party avoided him by creating an she-bear illusion, I’ll spare you the rest of the details.
Back to the movie, it did provide an interesting insight into the deep pit of insecurity that drives O’Brien’s brilliance. He is at once genuine, hilarious, endearing, and cruel. Conan has always been a very human entertainer–this humanity comes through in one of the documentary’s quieter moments–Conan sitting alone on a flight of stairs, his head in his hands, waiting to go on. This is not a facade, nor some contrived drama. Naked sincerity is refreshing from our entertainers–it is this sense, that you’re getting to see an unfiltered person dealing with the trauma of a brutal business that makes “Conan O’Brien Can’t Stop” an interesting movie.
It’s not uproariously funny, but it certainly is engaging.