Big congratulations to The Venetian improviser Wayne Brady, who, last night, worked “existential,” “obsequious” and “actuary” into a gangsta rap and got his own wax figure at Madame Tussauds.
Busy night for the guy.
I grew up watching the British Who’s Line Is It Anyway? on Comedy Central. When the show immigrated to America, I resisted. (Same way I resisted Iron Chef America.) But as the weeks went by, Brady’s talent became harder and harder to deny, and the American version won me over.
(And, I’m embarrassed to admit, Iron Chef America grew on me, too.)
Just like Who’s Line, Making %@it Up — that’s the name of Brady’s Venetian show — was fast-paced and funny. Special cheers to Brady’s improv partner, who was responsible for at least 30% of the show’s content. I feel like people should know this guy’s name, too … only I don’t know what it is, so I can’t be the one to tell you. All I know is, the partner deserves a wax figure, as well. Even if it’s a small one molded from candle drippings, the guy deserves something.
Oh, and FYI, “obsequious” was my suggestion.
And Brady nailed it.