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"There's never been a talk show to equal Dick Cavett's... It's a pleasure to relive much of it in this wonderful book."?Woody Allen

For years, Dick Cavett played host to the nation's most famous personalities on his late-night talk show. In this humorous and evocative book, we get to hear Cavett's best tales, as he recounts great moments with the legendary entertainers who crossed his path and offers his own trenchant commentary on contemporary American culture and politics. ...

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Overview

"There's never been a talk show to equal Dick Cavett's... It's a pleasure to relive much of it in this wonderful book."—Woody Allen

For years, Dick Cavett played host to the nation's most famous personalities on his late-night talk show. In this humorous and evocative book, we get to hear Cavett's best tales, as he recounts great moments with the legendary entertainers who crossed his path and offers his own trenchant commentary on contemporary American culture and politics. Pull up a chair and listen to Cavett's stories about one-upping Bette Davis, testifying on behalf of John Lennon, confronting Richard Nixon, scheming with John Updike, befriending William F. Buckley, and palling around with Groucho Marx. Sprinkled in are tales of his childhood in Nebraska in the 1940s and 1950s, where he honed his sense of comic timing and his love of magic.

Cavett is also a wry cultural observer, looking at America today and pointing out the foibles that we so often fail to notice about ourselves. And don't even get him started on politicians. A generation of Americans ended their evenings in Dick Cavett's company; Talk Show is a way to welcome him back.

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Breezy, incisive and amusing—nice to have you back, Dick.”—Kirkus Reviews

 

“In his beguiling profiles of celebrities . . . Cavett proves himself a solid writer as well as a talker.”—Publishers Weekly

 

“Do you know that age-old question, If you could have dinner with anyone in the world, living or dead, who would it be? Well, assuming Santa Claus is unavailable, my answer would be Dick Cavett. After reading Talk Show, you could just imagine what a conversation with him would be like: pleasant, insightful, and oddly erotic. Dick Cavett is a legend and an inspiration to me.”—Jimmy Fallon

“There’s never been a talk show to equal Dick Cavett’s.  His guest list was miraculous, the conversations dazzling, and it’s a pleasure to relive much of it in this wonderful book.”—Woody Allen

Publishers Weekly
The erstwhile host of The Dick Cavett Show unburdens himself in this collection of rambling though piquant essays from his New York Times online column. It’s an eclectic and sometimes surprising lineup: on- and off-set celebrity anecdotes; meditations on the art of the comic insult; jaundiced assessments of the 2008 presidential contenders; not one but two apologias for radio DJ Don Imus; scenes from a Nebraska boyhood, with minor hooliganism and encounters with a movie-house pervert. Cavett occasionally lets his affable host’s persona slip to voice idiosyncratic passions, in his plea to ban fat actors from TV commercials, for example, and his snipes at public figures for language mistakes and mispronunciations (he reviles George W. Bush almost as much for saying “nucular” as for starting the Iraq War). Some pieces misfire, especially when Cavett overuses transcripts from his shows; even the celebrated trash talk showdown between guests Gore Vidal and Norman Mailer lies flat on the printed page. But in his beguiling profiles of celebrities--the deft magician Slydini; the humbled gossip columnist Walter Winchell; an aging John Wayne, who reveals an unheralded appreciation for Noël Coward plays--Cavett proves himself a solid writer as well as a talker. (Nov.)
Kirkus Reviews

Veteran talk-show titan turns comic columnist.

Cavett (co-author: Eye on Cavett, 1983, etc.) began an online column for the New York Timesin 2007, musing on current events and reminiscing about his many celebrity encounters. This slim volume collects a number of these pieces for a diverting, if slight, reading experience. All of the familiar Cavett tics are in evidence: idyllic recollections of his Nebraska boyhood, accounts of his adventures at Yale, cavils against poor grammar and the coarsening of popular culture and endless anecdotes celebrating the wit and wisdom of show-business luminaries like Richard Burton, John Wayne, William F. Buckley and, inevitably, Groucho Marx—though the reader can't escape the impression that it is Cavett's own way with a one-liner that is nearest to the author's heart. This general air of self-regard is a familiar complaint about Cavett, and not unearned, but fans will find it consistent with his low-key, cozy charm. It is impossible to read his first-person prose without hearing that distinctive, sonorously buzzing voice—and, at this point in his long career, the name-dropping and "ain't I clever" mien are part and parcel of the author's appeal. The quality of the pieces is hit-or-miss, a perhaps unavoidable result of the column-a-week grind. The Andy Rooney–esque grouchiness over commonlymispronounced words and reflexive jabs at George W. Bush are tired tropes, but his remarkable memory abounds with surprising and touching insights into such icons as Katherine Hepburn and Richard Nixon. The highlight of the book is Cavett's copious reconstruction of the famous installment of his late-night program in which he presided over, and became involved in, a surreally escalating contretemps between authors Gore Vidal and Norman Mailer, which occasioned one of the funniest ad-libs in the author's career, and, indeed, in the history of television itself. No wonder he likes to tell it.

Uneven but breezy, incisive and amusing—nice to have you back, Dick.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780312610524
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 11/22/2011
  • Pages: 304
  • Sales rank: 701,505
  • Product dimensions: 5.52 (w) x 8.32 (h) x 0.80 (d)

Meet the Author

Dick Cavett was the host of the The Dick Cavett Show, which won three Emmys and aired on ABC from 1968 to 1975 and on PBS from 1977 to 1982. He also hosted talk shows on the USA, HBO, and CNBC cable networks. He is the coauthor of Cavett and Eye on Cavett, and since 2007 he has written an online opinion column for The New York Times. He lives in New York City and Montauk, New York.

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Introduction

Do you want to try it?

Always a provocative question, in any context. And one containing an implicit dare.

It was an inquiry from the New York Times about writing an opinion column, online. The phrase "penal servitude" leapt to mind, spoken by a friend who was driven just short of the madhouse by agreeing to turn out a punishing number of newspaper columns at painfully close intervals. Increasing insomnia and alcohol intake forced him to quit and take up gardening.

Given pause by his experience, I asked how often. Two a week. This sounded deceptively easy, having endured and survived the writing of five-days-a-week monologue material for Jack Paar, Johnny Carson, and Merv Griffin for years.

Not wishing to appear gutless (to myself), I decided to accept the challenge. And it was only for the month of February.

Most anybody, I should think, has at least eight interesting subjects inside him. Hadn't a famous writer—Graham Greene, perhaps—said anyone who has reached the age of twenty-five has material in him for at least four novels? I used to quote that when my book Cavett was published and I was asked by interviewers if age thirty-seven wasn't a little early for an autobiography.

The first few columns came easily. The fourth, harder. At five I sensed desperation, but managed to squeeze out the remaining three. I had done it and, in fact, found it surprisingly enjoyable.

Once they were completed, looking back on that first eight seemed like a piece of angel food cake, and I was glad to have added "journalist" to my image. Then the Times proposed that I sign on for a year. I began to sweat. A whole year.

The order, now, was down to one a week. In my dreams, the number 52 began to occur, made of concrete four stories high and marching toward me. A man I consider a real writer said, "I don't envy you. I tried thirty columns a year once and nearly perished." Was this going to kill me?

I couldn't think what the next column would be, let alone the required string of them, stretching far into the future. What else did I know? I felt written out.

Somehow, after three years, I'm still at it. Looking at that fact, like Shakespeare's Hermia, I am amazed and know not what to say.

Early on, I learned one thing. Writing lines to be spoken by famous comedians and writing for John (and Jane) Q. Public requires different sets of muscles.

Writing for Groucho Marx, or Johnny Carson, or Jack Benny, or any comic with a strong, familiar voice requires being able to turn them on in your head, so that what comes out is in their words and nobody else's. A misplaced or omitted certainly or at any rate or y'know will make the line wrong. For them. "You could have fooled me" is less Groucho than "Well, you certainly could have fooled me."

When Groucho guest-hosted The Tonight Show way back, the first laugh I got for him was an aside I wrote: "But enough of this bridled hilarity . . ." In Groucho's voice it got a laugh well out of proportion to its merits.

I found it relatively easy to write for others. It's not always easy to identify your own voice. It comes with time.

Before I ever sat down and tried to host a talk show, I had a call from Jack Paar. He had given me my first job as a comedy writer when I was still in my early twenties.

Jack was a hero of mine, more of an obsession really, and I rarely missed The Tonight Show when he was its host. When I got the job writing for Jack I thought that if there is a heaven, it will be an anticlimax. The fact that I was handsomely paid—think of it, $360 a week, and every week—barely occurred to me. I was there. On the inside of The Tonight Show. I watched the show as it was taped every night and then watched it again at home.

I think Jack sensed my obsession. He called me aside one night after the show and said, "Kid, you shouldn't hang around here through the show. It'll ruin your life. Go home." After that I watched the show from a part of the studio where he couldn't see me.

Years passed and the chance for me to host a talk show came along. This had never, ever been my ambition. My highest goal in this regard was to some day, maybe, be a guest on talk shows. Hosting was not even a dream. That was for the giants of my time: Steve Allen, Jack, and Johnny.

When the non-dream came true and I was about to do my own show, a call came from Jack. It bore the single best piece of advice I or anyone doing such a show could get: "Kid, I've only got one piece of counseling for you. Don't do interviews."

What could Jack mean? To do the whole show myself? Show movies? Read to the viewers? That exciting, nervous, famous voice continued: "I mean don't just do interviews, pal. You know. 'Interview' smacks of Q-and-A and David Frost and his clipboard and 'What's your favorite color?' and crap like 'most embarrassing moments.' Don't do any of that. Make it a conversation."

In a way, it's the whole secret. Conversation is when people simply talk; not take a test on the air with Q-and-A. It's when something said spontaneously prompts a thought and a reply in someone else. When several people's talk moves around a subject, changes directions, and produces spontaneous and entertaining comments and unexpected insights, and takes surprising turns.

How right he was. You could do a whole good show without that tired old "Let me ask you this . . ."

Feel free to pass this on to anyone about to do a talk show.

A conversation does not have to be scintillating in order to be memorable. I once met a president of the United States, and his second sentence to me was about knees.

Back when I was still persona grata at the Nixon White House—a period of time that proved of short duration—I met Richard Nixon in a reception line. It so happened that on a recent trip to England, Nixon had been told that the greatest Hamlet yet was Nicol Williamson, currently playing the Dane on the London stage. But duty called in Washington, and Nixon had to return without seeing the play; so he invited Williamson for an evening of Shakespeare at the White House. Somehow, I was invited.

Tuxedoed, I moved along the reception line until I was nose-to-nose with the president.

NIXON: Who's doing your show tonight?

CAVETT: Joe Namath.

NIXON (with a look of solemn concern): How are his knees?

Part of the psychological makeup of Yorba Linda's most famous native son was his obsession with masculinity. So-and-so was a real man, he would say. And real men knew football.

It would not be long before I stopped receiving invitations to the White House. My lack of popularity with the Great Unindicted Co-conspirator came when I testified for John Lennon—after he and Yoko Ono had been twice on my ABC show—to support the case that John should not be deported by the Nixon administration. On one of the Nixon tapes, the president's henchman and lickspittle H. R. Haldeman can be heard educating his boss—who was minimally knowledgeable of popular culture—about Lennon's vast popularity, with the words "This guy could sway an election."

It was not long ago that I learned of another Nixon tape, on which the president can be heard saying to Haldeman, "Cavett—How can we screw him?" A little disconcerting to hear yourself thus discussed by the leader of the allegedly free world. (Doubters may yet find this on YouTube.)

It was not long thereafter that my entire staff was tax audited, all but ruinously for some of them. Nixon enjoyed using the IRS—illegally, of course—to punish those his paranoia perceived as enemies.

I wrote several columns on Nixon, and some readers didn't like my assertion that he was surely the most intelligent president we had among quite a few before and after him. When Nixon was still a practicing lawyer, a friend of mine saw him present arguments before the Supreme Court and said the range of his intellect was dazzling.

His authentic accomplishments—the opening to China, the War on Cancer, and more—have to be acknowledged. Had effective psychiatry, perhaps, gotten the Nixon demons under control before he became president, he might well have been remembered as a great one, rather than as a disgraceful criminal. A tragic waste?

But imperfect chief executives serve one purpose: they are manna to comedy writers. Jon Stewart's head writer on The Daily Show confessed on the Emmys that once George W. Bush left office, they really had nothing to say.

Our recently departed president provided great material for me in the early days of my column. One such instance was when we saw those clips of Bush doing a soft-shoe at the White House while the young Americans he had sent to die in Iraq continued to arrive in their coffins at Dover Air Force Base, where photography was forbidden by the White House. Once dead, our heroes were an embarrassment.

In my column about the little dance by the commander in chief, I referred to our leader as a capering loon. Many loved it.

Lots of readers commented on the New York Times Web site that they enjoyed my various efforts to say in written words what it felt like to sit next to certain iconic figures. It's the phenomenon known variously as charisma, star quality, and personal magnetism.

Being next to the chess master Bobby Fischer, I swear you could feel the force of an IQ flirting with 200.

Sitting next to Orson Welles, I could feel in my chair the vibrating majesty of that voice. And, of course, the monumental personality.

Other felt things: Katharine Hepburn's surging energy and intelligence; Richard Burton's poetic articulacy and glowing charisma; Bette Davis's stinging humor and unflappable poise.

Without peer in my book stands the sparkling genius of Groucho Marx. Sitting next to him, I was struck with the delightful fact that he heard his witty remarks and answers at the same time we did. I need to make this point clear. He didn't think of funny things first and then say them. They were reflexive, almost unconscious responses, and it was fun to see his surprised enjoyment of them at the same moment as ours.

Groucho was our major comic genius. That's just a fact, not an opinion.

An irritation lurks in the rereading of things you wrote some time ago. You find you originally chose the wrong word. Not entirely wrong, but one not as good as one you think of now.

Wrong-word fans will love reading my favorite essay on writing. Not by me but by Mark Twain. It can be found online and it's called "Fenimore Cooper's Literary Offenses." It's educational and hilarious, and I read it once a year. In one long paragraph, Mr. Clemens cites dozens of examples of how the author of The Last of the Mohicans almost invariably chose a clunker instead of the mot juste. It will make you laugh and improve your writing.

Nothing prepared me for the popularity of the very first piece I wrote for the Times, "It's Only Language." It's about the abuses of our mother tongue by all of us and particularly those in high places: Donald Rumsfeld's mis-CHEEVY-us; the creeping anti-se-MET-ic; loathe for loath; flaunt for flout—and of course a certain former president's inability to master perhaps the most important word in his limited vocabulary: NUKE-you-lur, for God's sake! And I've just about given up on lay for lie in even, um, the greatest newspapers. (Note plural.)

You will, I hope, get a kick or two out of these sweated-out pieces. Seeing them collected, I'm surprised at the wide range of subjects. Not just Nixon, but Bill Buckley, Paul Newman, John Cheever and John Updike on a show together, coincidences beyond belief, multiple Groucho, Johnny Carson, the art of a great magician (Slydini), and nostalgic childhood memories, pleasant and painful.

When you have completed your reading, compare and contrast with your other reading this term. And have your paper on my desk by Friday.

Excerpted from Talk Show by Dick Cavett

Copyright 2010 by Dick Cavett

Published in 2010 by Times Books/Henry Holt and Company

All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.

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Table of Contents

Introduction xi

It's Only Language 1

Ghost Stories 6

Basil Rathbone's Mysterious Message 9.

Luck in the Afternoon 12

Jet-lagged in the South China Sea 14

What My Uncle Knew About War 17

An Innocent Misunderstanding 21

What Was He Thinking? 24

Imus in the Hornets' Nest 27

When That Guy Died on My Show 30

Back On with the Show 34

An Author's Nightmare 37

A Life in Rim Shots 41

No Gagging the Gags 44

Sopranos Grief 47

Virginity, Lost 51

Cinema Days 53

Is Bigger Really Better? 57

Him, to Kick Around Again 60

Witness for the ... Who, Exactly? 64

Hey; Listen! This One'll Kill Ya! 68

Hail, the Conquered Hero 73

In This Corner, Norman Mailer 77

When They Told Me Norman Wrote a Book 84

With Readers Like Y'all 91

A Potpourri of Pols 96

Was It Only a Game? 100

Bobby and You 108

A Most Uncommon Man 111

Uncommoner than Thou: Buckley, Part 2 115

Candidate, Improve Your Appearance! 119

Memo to Petraeus and Crocker: More Laughs, Please 123

Petraeus, Custer, and You 127

Liar, Liar, Pants Aflame 131

Polygraphically Perverse 135

À la Recherche de Youthful Folly 138

Good to See You. Is It You? 143

Smiling Through 148

Smiling Through, Part 2 152

What's So Funny About Nebraska 159

Mamas, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be 164

Cavett Dodges the Chair 168

Experience 101 171

Tis But a Man Gone ... but What a Man 174

Anger Mismanagement 178

Fright Night 182

The Wild Wordsmith of Wasilla 186

How's That Again, Guy? 190

A Better Sort of Insult 193

I'm Not Weeping; It's an Allergy 197

Writers Bloc: When Updike and Cheever Came to Visit 201

Conjuring Slydini 205

Seriously, What Are the Odds? 213

Why Can't We Talk Like This? 216

Miller Talks Again 218

Sky's the Limit 220

Who's Afraid of Richard Burton? 225

Richard Burton, Take 2 229

Strange, Dear, but True, Dear 232

A Third Bit of Burton 236

Richard Burton: A Regretful Au Revoir 238

Dangerous Substance: Sample with Care 242

The Ghost Ship W.W. 245

Almost Nothing About Tiger Woods 249

Why, I Oughta ... and I Did 252

Awesome, and Then Some 256

Oh, What a Lovely MessI 260

More Awesomeness, or John Wayne, Part 2 263

Acknowledgments 267

Index 269

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  • Posted June 7, 2011

    I wanted more!

    Dick Cavett is one of the greatest intellectuals of our time, and I had no problem with ordering the Nook sample of Dick Cavett's Talk Show. After I read the sample, I was hooked. But as you go through several anecdotes and remembrances of his mid-west upbringing and his fortunate work related experiences, the book seems to get liberally sprinkled with his own agenda. He bogs down the book with his political bias and sets a completely different tone for his readers. His stories of celebrities were brilliant and funny but there was not enough of them. I wish he would have stuck to his original concept of telling behind the scenes stories. I still want more.

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  • Posted April 28, 2011

    HIS WRITING OF THIS BOOK IS ABOUT AS FUNNY AS WERE HIS SHOWS!

    This book is a compilation of his tv shows, each of which takes about a chapter, and if your memory is that good, then, you'll recall that his show was in the category of an interview format much like the TONIGHT SHOW, THE LATE SHOW, etc. He was, at one time, up against The Johnny Carson Show which was too bad for him (in ratings, no one could beat Johnny!) Anyway, Dick Cavett had parents that were English teachers and one of his astute remarks was that he had written this book so as to bring back the correct usage of the English language. He does this with whittisism and grace! With Intervies with such celebrities as John Lennon and Yoko Ono, Gore Vidal, and Richard Burton, Cavett pulls of these interviews with the precision of a master at his craft!

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    Posted April 19, 2011

    Rip Off

    This book is a rip off. It is merely a collection of Cavett's newspaper columns. It should be advertised as such. It is maudlin, sometimes witty, but also boring.

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  • Posted February 5, 2011

    Recommended

    A very interesting and witty look at little known details about many icons of the last forty years and the author himself.

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