As a teenager in the 1970s, I was among the legions swept up in the
Steve Martin craze. I listened to his albums repeatedly, memorizing much
of the humor and entertaining (well, sort of) my classmates with
adaptations of Steve Martin comedy routines. When Martin sang "King Tut"
on Saturday Night Live, my friends and I sat in my family's living room laughing
heartily.
To us, Martin's comedy was a revelation: It was unpredictable, unconventional and, well, wild and crazy. It was irresistible.
What
I didn't realize until reading this book is how much careful, even
meticulous, preparation went into Martin's act. "Born Standing Up" is a
fascinating look at how Martin spent years delicately manicuring his
on-stage zaniness.
At age 15, Martin got his start working in a
Disneyland magic shop, developing showmanship skills while performing
tricks up to eight hours a day. Later, he gradually shifted into
comedy, first at the Birdcage Theater at Knott's Berry Farm, and then on
his own as a stand-up performer.
Martin's early career was
filled with plenty of ups and downs as he continually tried to win the
laughter of audiences. He was often broke, but showed a remarkable
persistence. Many people would have given up and found a real job, but
somehow Martin knew that comedy was his calling.
There is an
undercurrent of melancholy to the book, fueled by his cool relations
with his family, by the insecurity of his profession and also by the
fact that while Martin had many acquaintances, he seemed to have few
close friends. Even once he hit success, he was nagged by doubts that it
would last, and then troubled by the loss of privacy brought on by celebrity.
Still, he ultimately admits to enjoying many of the perks of wealth and
fame.
Martin is a wonderful writer – he seems to have a knack
for choosing just the right details to include – and "Born Standing Up"
is a pleasure to read.
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