{"id":4652,"date":"2025-07-19T01:54:10","date_gmt":"2025-07-19T01:54:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/4652\/"},"modified":"2025-07-19T01:54:10","modified_gmt":"2025-07-19T01:54:10","slug":"stephen-colbert-on-kenneth-tynans-profile-of-johnny-carson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/4652\/","title":{"rendered":"Stephen Colbert on Kenneth Tynan\u2019s Profile of Johnny Carson"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"has-dropcap has-dropcap__lead-standard-heading paywall\">When Mr. Remnick asked me to write a seven-hundred-and-twenty-five-word Take on Kenneth Tynan\u2019s <a href=\"https:\/\/www.newyorker.com\/magazine\/1978\/02\/20\/fifteen-years-salto-mortale\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">1978 Profile of Johnny Carson<\/a>, I said, \u201cMy honor, cher David.\u201d (New Yorker editors love when you use foreign words. They\u2019re weak for anything italicized. Anything.) \u201cI write a late-night show. I eat seven hundred words for breakfast.\u201d In actuality, I host a late-night show and have a low-glycemic smoothie for breakfast. My doctor says the words were clogging my carotid, and, after reading \u201cFifteen Years of the Salto Mortale,\u201d I need a statin.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paywall\">That article is twenty thousand words. Let me repeat that: words. Can anyone read that much Tynan without adopting his native tongue wag? Can I possibly resist dropping in the occasional causerie, sodality, or antiphonal?<\/p>\n<p class=\"paywall\">While I host a show in the same time slot and tradition as Carson, I am, per certo, not Johnny. Per Tynan, neither was \u201cJohnny,\u201d who is described as an \u201ceighth\u201d of Carson\u2014the rest being hidden behind Midwestern and professional rectitudes and a protective sodality (there we go) of producers, lawyers, and execs who pronounced Johnny a reformed drinker, loving son, and husband faithful to the point of celibacy. (This last, from Swifty Lazar, is by Tynan unchallenged with the logical counterpoint of pointing out Johnny\u2019s wife count.)<\/p>\n<p class=\"paywall\">True or false, what care we? Johnny or \u201cJohnny,\u201d he was there every night like the tide, and we loved him. I have the Carson books; I have watched the Carson bios; I have a dear friendship with his old writer and peer <a href=\"https:\/\/www.newyorker.com\/culture\/the-new-yorker-interview\/dick-cavett-takes-a-few-questions\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Dick Cavett<\/a>. Nothing in Tynan\u2019s article surprised me, but I enjoyed it as a time capsule\u2014or, given the submerged iceberg at its center, a cryogenic chamber.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paywall\">When the \u201cTonight Show\u201d started, it was a sort of public after-party hosted by Steve Allen at Broadway\u2019s Hudson Theatre, with Steve\u2019s famous friends and stars of the stage. Tynan seats us at the best table at Carson\u2019s party, where, between sips of champagne, the author points a discreet, thin finger at a parade of the sparkling departed: Jack Lemmon, Orson Welles, Tony Curtis, Gregory Peck, Billy Wilder, James Stewart. (Why not Jimmy, Kenneth? Wilder got his Billy. Have a bit of the Bollinger and get back to me, won\u2019t you?)<\/p>\n<p class=\"paywall\">Forty-seven years on, some dropped names are less goggled at than Googled: Charles Aznavour, Roger Vadim, Michelangelo Antonioni, Lea Padovani. And Tynan liberally salts his voluminous causerie (!) with references unassociated with current (and what he might deem intellectually jejune) late night: Keats, Rabelais, Ezra Pound, and Hieronymus Bosch, though one can imagine H.B. appreciating the earthly delights of Floyd Turbo, Art Fern, and Carnac the Magnificent.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paywall\">From Hollywood to the Hasty Pudding, we waft like smoke from an unfiltered Pall Mall through Carson\u2019s worlds, most of which are gone. Where now is the audience for ten verbal tons on the King of Late Night? Where is that Kingdom? Narrowed dramatically since \u201978, along with the lapels.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paywall\">One disappointment: Tynan presents no process. How did Johnny arrive at \u201cbetween sixteen and twenty-two surefire jokes\u201d per monologue? What happened behind that rainbow curtain? I know the article is about the man, not the job, but we\u2019re told that the show is Johnny; Johnny is the show. To be on the wire is life. The rest, as the dead man says, is waiting. We spend a lot of time in the waiting room.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paywall\">I\u2019m suddenly not sure what is meant by \u201c<a href=\"https:\/\/www.newyorker.com\/magazine\/takes\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Take<\/a>.\u201d Is this supposed to be a review?<\/p>\n<p class=\"paywall\">Tynan is a great writer, and it\u2019s a great read, but was he right for this subject? Johnny was very intelligent and very well read, with a keen interest in politics, but largely kept those sides to himself. Carson was smart in a quiet way, while Tynan was an intellectual-firework salesman. Tynan has a style so antithetical to Carson\u2019s that, when we get a joke from Johnny\u2019s monologue or a conversational one-liner, it sticks out like a Popsicle in a Pavlova. Tynan bakes a tasty meringue, but I prefer the Good Humor Man.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paywall\">Does anyone write (or live) like Tynan anymore? The tone of his prose is not cynical so much as omniscient. A teacher supposedly once remarked that Tynan was \u201cthe only boy I could never teach anything.\u201d Here is something Kenneth could have learned from Johnny: fewer words.\u00a0\u2666<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"An illustration of Johnny Carson wearing a black bowtie.\" class=\"ResponsiveImageContainer-eybHBd fptoWY responsive-image__image\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/ra216.png\"  \/><a class=\"BaseWrap-sc-gjQpdd BaseText-ewhhUZ BaseLink-eNWuiM ContentCardEmbedHedLink-eXLwe iUEiRd iOTwNx cmLSpu eFUKSb content-card-embed__hed-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.newyorker.com\/magazine\/1978\/02\/20\/fifteen-years-salto-mortale\" data-testid=\"ContentCardEmbedHedLink\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Fifteen Years of the Salto Mortale<\/a><\/p>\n<p>The world of Johnny Carson.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"When Mr. Remnick asked me to write a seven-hundred-and-twenty-five-word Take on Kenneth Tynan\u2019s 1978 Profile of Johnny Carson,&hellip;\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":4653,"comment_status":"","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[29],"tags":[64,63,134,5275,6450,6449,6451,427],"class_list":["post-4652","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-tv","tag-au","tag-australia","tag-entertainment","tag-magazine","tag-onecolumnnarrow","tag-takes","tag-textabovecentersmallwithrule","tag-tv"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4652","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4652"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4652\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4653"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4652"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4652"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4652"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}