[quote]I'm too lazy to read but if it hasn't already been said, I think I finally figured out why the Leona, Zsa Zsa and Bakker clip is pulled from everywhere. Phil Hartman gets shot in it. A little too close to art imitating life. Thanks for uploading it Mr. or Ms. Uploader!
I didn't think of that, but now you've mentioned it, I suppose that must be the reason. Probably not helping matters is the fact that it's called "The Big Bitch Bull Dyke Bust-Out of '89."
[quote]I remember one Sweeney Sisters sketch with Mary Tyler Moore as the third sister. JHVCT do you have that one?
Yes, I have it. I'm 99% sure I have all of the Sweeney Sisters sketches. This weekend I'll root around in my collection to make sure.
[quote]Candy's name is different in that first skit, too! Frannie!
Thanks for posting all these JHVCT!! I'm just catching up on the thread after a bout with the flu, and all these clips are awesome!
You're right! How did I not catch that? I prefer Candy & Liz over Frannie & Mary-Ann, but now I'm extremely curious as to why they were changed. Hope you're feeling better, R178.
[quote]It's funny, even though Jan hadn't been in the public eye in a long time, when she died a lot of people I knew who were old enough to remember her on SNL were really saddened by it. And so many DLers too. It was a reaction that you don't see very often when someone famous dies.
I noticed that reaction too. I was a huge fan of hers (obviously), but as she faded from view, she did from my life as well. When she died, I hadn't thought about her in many years, but it hit me so hard. I can only speak for myself, but I think the reason for that was because 1.) It was a reminder of my own youth, and the impermanence of things we think will stay with us forever and 2.) I saw a stark contrast between someone like Jan and the "stars" we're bombarded with ad nauseam today. There are so many people walking around, self-satisfied with their modicum of talent; proclaiming it daily on Twitter, Instragram, etc. And here was this girl, who had more talent than she knew what to do with, sitting at home all those years completely unaware that what little she shared, was so beloved.
