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I'm the One That I Want
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by Rob Gonsalves

"Cho at her best."
5 stars

The only stand-up since Richard Pryor to film and theatrically release two concerts within as many years, Margaret Cho is obviously making up for lost time.

Cho's short-lived sitcom All-American Girl, bitingly and sadly referenced at length in her first concert film I'm the One That I Want, made her miserable, and its failure and cancellation even more so, but in retrospect that flame-out was the best thing that could've happened to her. She needed to fail, and burn through the shame and despair, before collecting herself and presenting the results. (Besides, I can think of no more dismal fate than Cho still plugging away on that show eight years later, had it been successful.) Like a lot of great comedy, I'm the One rises from the ashes of genuine pain while still being funny as fuck.

Cho, an openly bisexual woman (after her first same-sex tryst, she agonized over the "gay or straight" question before arriving at the conclusion that "I'm just slutty. Where's my parade?"), enjoys perhaps the largest mixed-whatever group of avid fans any entertainer has ever claimed. Sure, divas like Cher and Bette Midler appeal to gay men, and there are the standbys Melissa Etheridge, k.d. lang and Ani Difranco for the lesbians; but Cho goes over big with both gay men and women, plus straight women, straight men, and transgendered of all stripes. Born in 1968, Cho may well be the perfect comedian for a generation of tentative adults who were toddlers when the sexual revolution was peaking and who had the spectre of AIDS to contend with once they finally got old enough to get jiggy. Cho's take on sex can best be summed up as amiably befuddled inclusiveness. She's done just about everything, and isn't shy about talking about it to hundreds of strangers, yet even her rawest material somehow doesn't come across as sleazy or raunchy -- there's an innocence to it, a sense of absurdist awe at the scenarios she ("Can you believe it's me in this situation?" her expression always says) has found herself in.

In I'm the One, shot at a San Francisco theater she'd always wanted to play, Cho's this-is-it comeback aura is palpable; the material has been honed, every squinchy-faced double-take polished for maximum effect. She knows her audience: she starts with a wicked riff on fashion designer Karl Lagerfeld, then wastes no time playing to her loving queer following. Cynics may say that Cho, who often says that her trials on her sitcom were based on her desperately wanting to be accepted, is angling for acceptance among the societally unaccepted; but Cho has been steeped in gay culture since childhood, when her parents ran a bookstore on Castro Street and two of her best friends from school were budding drag queens. If she's playing to her audience a bit, it's only because she's relieved to have found one she can truly call her own. Besides, straight viewers can take comfort in the fact that after the first half hour or so, Cho moves on to more personal matters.

Quentin Tarantino, who once dated Cho and appeared on her show, makes a cameo of sorts in I'm the One: Cho does a reasonably accurate impression of him on the phone to her, bitching her out because she's allowed the network to take her voice away. Typical: Hollywood hires you for the sound of your voice, then tries to get you to take voice lessons. Cho was told she wasn't Asian enough, then that she was too Asian; she was told she was too fat for TV ("I'm a giant face taking over America!" she shrieks). It all led to a self-destructive spiral of drugs, booze, and promiscuity -- the latter isn't bad, she seems to say, as long as it doesn't come out of self-hatred. After a particularly sordid night, Cho is moved to exclaim, "What the fuck kind of Motley Crue Behind the Music shit is this??"

It took her a while, and months on the road here and abroad fine-tuning her act, but the result is its own revenge on Hollywood: Lines around the block, bright-eyed fans speaking of Cho as if she were some sort of self-actualizing queer guru (something I hope she doesn't start to believe), and the acceptance she always wanted, on her terms.

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9/24/00 Karen Taussig Margaret Cho is one of history's greatest comedians. 5 stars
9/17/00 Thor-Leo I laughed my ass off. It was great to see her on film with nothing bleeped out. 5 stars
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  03-Nov-2000 (NR)



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