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This Is What It Sounds Like When Comedians Cry

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As the adage goes, “dying is hard, comedy is harder.” So why is it that so many comic actors are eager to cast aside the funny for the oh-so-serious? Sure, you’re much more likely to bag an Oscar nomination for a role that calls for droopy-eyed soulfulness than for one that involves carrying out a ground campaign against gophers, but in the end, it’s your monologue about caddying for the Dalai Lama that everyone knows by heart.

The latest instance of a comedian crossing the humor line is Mike Binder’s drama “Reign Over Me,” which features Adam Sandler as a man emotionally shattered after losing his family on 9/11. As Sandler rides around the city on his scooter, reestablishing his sanity and his friendship with a former college roommate (played by Don Cheadle), you have to wonder if this performance is going to be more “Punch Drunk Love” (yes!) or “Spanglish” (ack!). In honor of Sandler’s valiant (if perhaps ill-advised) venture back into the dramatic, here’s our look at the mixed results that have come about when our favorite comedians have gone serious.

09022010_number23.jpgJim Carrey

The very rubber-faced qualities that make Jim Carrey such a gifted physical comedian sometimes defeat him when he plays it straight. At rest, that spastic visage is surprisingly boyish, but also a little…smug? Or maybe it’s just that Carrey, when he’s not in full-bore supercomedian mode, seems too smart for the dreck to which he can commit himself so earnestly. To watch him wade wide-eyed through drippy period piece “The Majestic” or to somberly bracket the soapy “Simon Birch” as the narrator and adult incarnation of the main character is to wait on the edge of your seat for him to crack and acknowledge to the audience and to himself that the dreadful dialogue he’s uttering could be comedic gold, given the proper satirical touch. And wait you will in vain — Carrey’s latest attempt at drama, the nonsensical numerical howler “The Number 23,” finds him, rumple-faced, gamely playing two characters — good-natured dog-catched (hee!) Walter Sparrow and fictional detective Fingerling (hee again!) — with nary a wink or a smile.

Not that Carrey’s serious roles have been all bad; while I always thought his most acclaimed role as Andy Kaufman in 1999 biopic “Man on the Moon” was overrated, there’s no denying Carrey inhabits the comedian’s every twitch. And as the unexpected straight man in “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind,” Carrey is, bereft of his comedic trappings, the saddest clown on the LIRR, worn down by the day to day slog of life, but still open to finding a little unanticipated magic in it. —Alison Willmore

09022010_fireworks1.jpgTakeshi Kitano

In the U.S., Takeshi Kitano is a cult icon, a shaper of laconic gangster films that emphasize the empty moments in between blood spurts. His role in Japan is far more complex, having shot to stardom as a member of “The Two Beats,” a controversially foul-mouthed comedy duo that came to prominence in the 70s. It’s shocking to see clips of them now, since “Beat” Takeshi plays the fast-talking vulgarian to “Beat” Kiyoshi’s befuddled straight man. His rapid fire delivery is a far cry from the sullen thugs of “Sonatine” (1993) and “Fireworks” (1997). Kitano went on to dominate television in Japan through the nineties (he was voted Japan’s favorite TV celebrity from 90-95), doing a little bit of everything including a game show entitled Takeshi’s Castle (86-89), where contestants endured humiliating stunts in order to meet his “Count.” The show was later dubbed with a mocking English voiceover and ran in syndication in the states as the Most Extreme Elimination Challenge. That xenophobic nugget (look at those crazy Japanese!) exposed me to Kitano’s vast career before his discovery in the states, which is in dire need of a recovery, or at least a few subtitled DVDs of “The Two Beats” in their prime. —R. Emmet Sweeney

09022010_shopgirl1.jpgSteve Martin

Steve Martin was accused of attempting a Bill Murray-like slight-of-bland when “Shopgirl” came out in 2005, two years after Murray sighed his way to a Golden Globe for “Lost in Translation.” Playing a post-middle aged, successful, rich man with a thing for Claire Danes’ depressive ingénue, Martin tried on melancholy minimalism and it fit him like a giant inner tube. The most unseemly part of the failure was that it was truly an inside job; Martin was responsible for the source material (his novella of the same name) and even provided the turgid narration. Audiences recoiled at the sight of The Grey One’s gnarly, old man hands on Danes’ bare bum and the film was called, among other things “art decoration for an aging celebrity’s unpleasant fantasy.” Martin has rarely found success with the serious thing; though he was praised for his role in “Grand Canyon,” since then he has tried again with “A Simple Twist of Fate,” “The Spanish Prisoner” and then the curiously bad “Shopgirl.” I hold out hope that he has it in him somewhere, but without the body armor of the straight man suit or comic bag of tricks, Martin seems to wax over with self-consciousness. —Michelle Orange

09022010_rushmore1.jpgBill Murray

For a while after graduating from the ranks of “Saturday Night Live,” nobody could shape a character as funny as he was human like Bill Murray. Even in small roles — like immortal groundskeeper Carl Spackler in “Caddyshack,” who was given special dispensation from the Dalai Lama (something along the lines of “Gunga galunga”) — Murray made huge impressions. But at some point in the mid-90s, Murray transmogrified from comedian who could act into an actor who was also funny. Whether it was because the choice comic roles weren’t there anymore, or he started thinking about his legacy, Murray traded the Harold Ramises and Ivan Reitmans of the world for the Sophia Coppolas and Wes Andersons. His first partnership with the latter, 1998’s “Rushmore,” yielded one of his finest performances in a career full of them as Herman Blume, a man so introverted he was practically antithetical to the goofy, genially grating persona Murray had worked for nearly 20 years.

He’s taken a few goofy roles since, but he’s mostly stayed in his “serious” mode. But it’s one thing to be serious; it’s another to be boring, and Bill’s come dangerously close in recent films. The Blume role, such a departure, now seems like his standard operating procedure, and what previously felt so fresh now smells a bit stale (see “The Life Aquatic” and “Broken Flowers”). Instead of taking serious roles, Murray seems to take himself seriously — something that can spell doom for an actor/comedian. Let’s hope Bill figures out he doesn’t need to be either an actor or a comedian. At his best, he does both equally well. —Matt Singer

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Portlandia Goes Out With A Bang

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The end is near. In mere days Portlandia wraps up its final season, and oh what a season it’s been. Lucky for you, you can watch the entire season right now right here and on the IFC app, including this free episode courtesy of Subaru.

But now, let’s take a moment to look back at some of the new classics Fred and Carrie have so thoughtfully bestowed upon us. (We’ll be looking back through tear-blurred eyes, but you do you.)

Couples Dinner

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Cancel it!

A sketch for anyone who has cancelled more appointments than they’ve kept. Which is everyone.

Forgotten America

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Wedding Planners

The only bad wedding is a boring wedding.

Disaster Hut

It’s only the end of the world if your doomsday kit doesn’t include rosé.

Catch up on Portlandia’s final episodes on demand and at

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Carrie and Fred understand that although we have so much in common, we’re each so beautifully unique and different. To help us navigate those differences, Portlandia has found an easy and honest way to embrace our special selves in the form of a progressive new traffic system: a specific lane for every kind of driver. It’s all in honor of the show’s 8th and final season, and it’s all presented by Subaru.

Ready to find out who you really are? Match your personality to a lane and hop on the expressway to self-understanding.

Lane 10: Trucks Piled With Junk

Your junk is falling out of your trunk. Shake a tail light, people — this lane is for you.

Lane 33: Twins

You’re like a Gemini, but waaaay more pedestrian. Maybe you and a friend just wear the same outfits a lot. Who cares, it’s just twinning enough to make you feel special.

Lane 27: Broken Windows

Bad luck follows you around and everyone knows it. Your proverbial seat is always damp from proverbial rain. Is this the universe telling you to swallow your pride? Yes.

Lane 69: Filthy Cars

You’re all about convenience. Getting your car washed while you drive is a no-brainer.

Lane 43: Newly Divorced Singles

It’s been a while since you’ve driven alone, and you don’t know the rules of the road anymore. What’s too fast? What’s too slow? Are you sending the right signals? Don’t worry, the breakdown lane is nearby if you need it.

Still can’t find a lane to match your personality? Check out all the videos here. And see the final season of Portlandia this spring on IFC.

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Hits from the '80s are on repeat all Christmas Eve and Day on IFC.

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