God, If You’re Not Up There, I’m F*cked, opens up in a rehab facility in New York. The author, Darrell Hammond accurately describes how awful he feels. It’s a place where celebrities go to detox. It’s not the place you’d expect to find Hammond, a well-known comedian.
Hammond, is know for his masterful impersonations. If you’re a die-hard fan of Saturday Night Live, you’ve probably seen his lip-biting Bill Clinton, scowling Dick Cheney, hyper Chris Mathews and scores of other brilliant impressions.
While reading this book, you learn that being a drug addict and alcoholic is the least of Hammond’s problems. He’s been trying to figure out what’s wrong with him since he’s been 4 or 5 years old. After he hears his own child crying, he starts having flashbacks to his frightening childhood. It’s then that we learn about his abusive mother.
Inadvertently, she helped Hammond develop his talent. One of the things Mom liked to do was impressions of people in the neighborhood. Hammond joined right in with Mom to distract her.
Where was Hammond’s father? Dad had his own quirks —including war post traumatic stress syndrome. Hammond and his dad share a love of baseball which brings them together.
Hammond manages to get away from his dysfunctional family and carve out a comic career for himself.
If you’re a fan of Saturday Night Live, you’ll enjoy this insider’s look at the show.
Hammond’s recovery is a work in progress, but by the end you’re cheering for him. This is a fast read, and inspirational. If you’re a little squeamish, it might not be for you.
- faintingviolet’s #CBR4 review #30 God, If You’re Not Up There, I’m F*cked by Darrell Hammond (cannonballread4.wordpress.com)