Picks and Pans Review: Bob Goldthwait: Share the Warmth

updated 02/23/1987 AT 01:00 AM EST

originally published 02/23/1987 AT 01:00 AM EST

HBO (Sat., Feb. 21, 11 p.m. ET)

B-

I confess my prejudice: Before watching heavy-metal humorist Bob Goldthwait's second cable special (see what I mean, everybody has one), I couldn't stand the man. No, to be bluntly honest, I hated him. His incessant pseudopsychotic screeching and yelping made me as nuts as he pretended to be. He was Pee-Wee Herman possessed by the devil. Mind you, I still wouldn't want to invite the guy home for dinner, but this time, I have to admit, Goldthwait did make me chortle a time or two or three. Most of his gags are too audio, visual or sick to quote ("Yeah, I'm pretty much every parent's dream," says Rob, who tells every date's dad, "I'll have her home early—in a bag"). Between mad howls, Goldthwait slips out of character and into the human race, proving that he can, with effort, act almost normal. So Bob, don't you think it's time to give up the gimmicks—the drooling, the deranged noises, the gags about stabbing people with scissors six or eight times? You don't have to be frightening to be funny.

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