Charlie Sheen's Comedy Central Roast: The Fort Knox of Comedy Gold


Seth MacFarlane and the guys from Workaholics
Too bad we weren't allowed to sit at the grown-ups table and watch the taping in person. Instead, we watched the show on TV screens in a press lounge/sound stage. Sheen made his entrance perched on a train prop with Slash behind him playing his ax. With all of Sheen's rants about tiger's blood, goddess girlfriends and torpedoes of truth, the stage was decorated with, what else, missiles and more half-naked models. For his introduction, McFarlane wrote Sheen's obituary, "because there's a good chance Charlie will be dead soon."

They all had their say: Lovitz ("How much blow can Charlie Sheen do? Enough to kill two-and-half men"); Steve-O ("Dude your nose is like my ass; there's nothing you won't put up there"); Schumer ("You're like Bruce Willis. You were big in the '80s, but now your slot's being filled by Ashton Kutcher"); and Ross ("Charlie Sheen is to stand-up what Larry Flynt is to standing up").

Yeah, it felt like being inside the Fort Knox of comedy gold. Especially with Ross, who opened for Sheen while he was on tour and came dressed as Gadhafi. But after three hours, the jokes become tedious and almost painful. There's just way too many people flogging an almost-dead celeb.

Jeff Ross as Gadhafi
O'Neal was the last man up, and after all the racist jabs about sickle-cell anemia and living in the projects, even he looked fed up. It might've been part of the act, but O'Neal seemed genuinely flustered, calling Captain Kirk a "fuckin' asshole" and telling the audience: "Y'all laughed at some fucked-up shit." No shit.

Sheen sat through it all before eventually getting his turn. "This roast may be over, but I'm Charlie Sheen, and in here burns an internal fire," he said. "I just have to remember to keep it away from a crack pipe."

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