I think I watched her last show. Flipping channels, I stumbled on Fashion Police last week, the day after the Emmys, and Joan Rivers was hysterically out of her mind funny talking about the outfits on the red carpet. Watch it On Demand. It’s too funny.
I’ve been riding with Joan for as long as I can remember. Something about that little Yenta makes me laugh every time I see her.
I jumped at the chance to see her at Harrah’s Chester in September 2009, and she didn’t disappoint. She came out bustin’ on the prison right next to the casino and went on to disparage the very room she was performing in, calling it a dump. She gritted on Angelina Jolie’s big lips so badly, I’ve never looked at her the same since.
Never one to give a genuine compliment, her quick wit and endless one liners has kept that style of comedy alive when all her contemporaries have passed on leaving her holding the mantle on that comic style. Silverman and Lampanelli are today’s Joan Rivers knock offs, but will never fill her shoes.
I barely flinched with I heard of Robin Williams’ demise but the lose of that little white lady leaves a hole in my comic soul. She doesn’t have a catalog of movies to remember her by, but she leaves behind a ton of laughs.