Let's all laugh at Richard Dreyfuss

I know there have been key events recently that inspired hope in Americans--the Inauguration, the Steelers winning the Super Bowl--but these are still trying times. In such difficult times, I think the country can benefit from doing what I like to do when I'm feeling down or stressed: Mock Richard Dreyfuss.

It just so happens that DVD Talk reviewer Paul Mavis has given us some excellent laughing material in one brief but glorious paragraph in his review of "Rona Barrett's Hollywood," a compilation of celebrity interviews she conducted for TV in the 1970s. I can't possibly do this justice by summarizing, so instead I quote:

RICHARD DREYFUSS
From the sublime to the ridiculous. Aggressively egomaniacal Richard Dreyfuss, here interviewed in 1981, pontificates about sex and bachelorhood as only former cocaine-addict Dreyfuss could. Dreyfuss' pseudo-intellectual rap, fully aided by a rapt Barrett, is nauseatingly intense. Dreyfuss loves to hear himself talk, and here he insists that no other man but himself knows what truly meaningful sex is like, and that he's better than every other guy, because everyone he grew up with was conditioned to mindlessly score with as many girls as possible, while he alone wants a "real" encounter with a woman (this from a guy married three times). The best (and worst) moment has to be when Dreyfuss lets his elitist side show when he proclaims that although his parents' income was middle-class, they fortunately didn't possess "middle-class intellects." Jesus, what a tool.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Paul Mavis! I'm always up for a good mocking of Richard Dreyfuss, and this is probably the single funniest thing I've read in an online DVD review since...well, maybe ever.

The rest of the review is entertaining as well, though not on that level. But that's not a knock on Mavis, but an indication of how supremely idiotic Dreyfuss must be on this disc.

So, America, sit back, grab a cold one, and let's all laugh at Richard Drefyuss. We deserve it.

(By the way, despite Mavis practically begging us not to buy or even rent this Rona Barrett DVD, and despite the ample evidence he provides as to how it doesn't even succeed as kitsch, I still kind of want to rent it. Maybe America should have a laugh at my expense.)