“White. All this white. This is what Hell looks like.” Joan Rivers pages through an empty appointment book. Comics’ careers run hot and cold, and Joan’s been on a cold streak for some time. Yes, she still lives in high style. Yes, she can still fill a casino theater in South Dakota. And yes, she’s still wickedly funny. But, says Joan, “A career in the entertainment industry is a career in the rejection industry.” Joan soldiers on, but the rejections are piling up.
And so goes Joan Rivers: A Piece of Work, a sojourn in the life of a performer who loves her craft and is so good at it that she can’t stop just because bookings are low. Yes, she needs to earn enough to maintain her lifestyle. However, there appears to be no Joan Rivers other than the Joan Rivers who’s either writing jokes or reviewing jokes or producing or performing or doing something to keep her in the public eye, to tell her that she’s loved. She knows she went to far with the surgery and she knows that some consider her a relic. Yet, George Burns performed well into his nineties. Joan would consider that a pretty nice life.
Joan Rivers: A Piece of Work pulls us into Joan’s world and gets us to see past the surgery into the heart of a workhorse. Laugh-out-loud funny, it records failures and successes both, while giving us a retrospective of Rivers’s career as a groundbreaking comic who walked away from her anointed position as Johnny Carson’s successor and who, in some ways, never recovered from that decision. It’s engaging and fascinating. It makes me want to see her perform in concert. It turned me into a fan of Joan Rivers.
