The Journal recently caught up with Judd Apatow to talk about filmmaking, the plethora of Jewish characters in his films and working with his family in "Knocked Up."
My dad loved my act. He thought I was the funniest person in the world.
"The Haunted Smile: The Story of Jewish Comedians in America" by Lawrence J. Epstein (Public Affairs, $27.50).
"I'll tell you. I don't get no respect. My mother stopped breast-feeding me as a kid. She told me she liked me like a friend." (Rodney Dangerfield)
For as long as I've been a comedian, I've been asked two questions over and over:
Why are there so many Jewish comedians? And why do you think Jews are so funny?
Whenever a wife says "When you get a minute," it means it should have been done an hour ago, and if you don't do it now, there will be hell to pay.
What have I gotten myself into? I used to have such an exciting life.
My mother died July 9,1999. I remember coming home that Friday afternoon from picking up Shabbat flowers.
A year after my father's unexpected death from a kidney transplant, I returned home.
Six months earlier, my mother had sold our house, the one I had lived in my entire life. The synagogue was the same. The family was the same. Their friends were the same.
I am a comedian and I have been lucky enough to have worked in my business for 20 years. This is a huge thing because most people in comedy never even work 20 days in 20 years.