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As an aficionado of and occasional participant in reality TV, comedian
Kathy Griffin has energetically dissected the genre’s giddy highs and guilty-pleasure
lows in her take-no-prisoners act. But with Kathy Griffin: My
Life on the D-List, she’s taken the shadowing-camera
trail forged by the Osbournes, Anna Nicole Smith, Nick and Jessica, Farrah Fawcett
and Bobby Brown and given viewers a peek into some perhaps unknown corners:
the working-stiff grind of a comic’s life, her Spencer-and-Tracy-like marriage,
how exactly she gets into impolitic scrapes, and her Herculean efforts at self-promotion.
Some of the tiny details of her life were even new to me. Full disclosure: I’m
friends with Griffin, which is why I won’t be reviewing her show, so instead
I thought I’d check in and get her thoughts on the experience. And if you’re
Omarosa from The Apprentice, I wouldn’t read on.
L.A. WEEKLY: What have you learned about how reality TV is made from having
your own life recorded for a Bravo show?

KATHY GRIFFIN: First of all, I’ve learned that people who say
that they were edited a certain way are full of shit. Omarosa really is an asshole,
and you can never forget the cameras are there. Those people who say, “Oh my
god, I forgot the cameras were there,” that’s not true. I basically couldn’t
pass gas for five months. So that’s one thing that’s difficult.

Would you say you’re offering a somewhat self-conscious version of yourself?

Yes, and here’s the thing: I’m pretty on. I’m on to a fault, and [for this]
you have to be on so much more than even I want to be, which is a lot. For example,
let’s say I’d worked all day, and I come home and [my husband] Matt and I just
want to sit on the couch, and he wants to read the Atlantic Monthly,
and I just want to put my head in his lap. You can’t do that on a reality
show, because the camera guy’s like, “Um, so! How’s your day going?” And you’re
thinking, “My day is going like this: I want to go to sleep.”

Any other weird fine points we wouldn’t think about?

You can’t have TV or music, ’cause they can’t clear [the rights for] anything.
And that’s all I want to do. My TV watching had to go from 14 hours a day to
only seven. That did not work for me. And also, the Backstreet Boys have a new
CD. So that’s bullshit that I can’t even play “Incomplete” in the car without
the sound guy telling me to turn it off. Don’t tell me it’s not harsh.

Were you ever worried about how humiliating your D-list experiences would get?

Everything was humiliating. I can’t tell you how many things I regret saying.
About every third day I was like, “Oh my god, that’s a career ruiner.” It’s
not unlike my act. I’m a bridge burner. I’m now down to one rickety bridge with
bad planks. I can’t help myself. Those first three days I was trying really
hard to be sweet. How hard can it be? But three days was my ceiling, and then
the mask was off. It was like dating someone. That first day you have your makeup
on, you’re holding your stomach in, and then once you’ve been going out with
a person for a while, you’ve got your bobby pin in your hair, you look kind
of greasy and you haven’t showered for a while, and it’s their fault.

Gawkers



Were any events manufactured for the cameras?

Look, this show is absolutely real. I could have restricted areas of the house
and all that, but I am too much a fan of reality to do a staged show. I definitely
felt there were moments in Farrah Fawcett’s show where the producers thought,
“She’s kind of boring, and it seems like she’s on drugs all the time. Let’s
have her go see a psychic.” I don’t ever go see a psychic. Bottom line. I’m
pretty sure Farrah doesn’t either. Or the Gastineau girls. That to me is the
watermark of a bad reality show: when they go see a psychic.
Are you hoping to change anybody’s mind about you with this show?

I don’t know about that, but I can tell you that there are things people don’t
know about. I was on a plane recently talking to Vince Vaughn, and I was telling
him about bombing really bad at this corporate gig, and he said, “God, I can’t
imagine you bombing. Every time I see you on TV, it’s one of your specials.”
And I said, “Yeah, that’s because it’s people who are coming to see me, but
in real life, one out of three times I bomb, and it’s usually horrible, especially
at corporate gigs.” And he goes, “You should have a camera crew come along sometime,
because I don’t think anybody knows that world even exists.” And sure enough,
in Episode 1, there’s me bombing hideously at a charity event. Something like
that is cringe-y, but it’s also funny, and I do think that if maybe you think
I’m a little harsh on people, then you’re going to think of that moment maybe
and go, “But she had that horrible bombing experience at the Beverly Hilton,
and I was very uncomfortable for her.”

Were you concerned at all when you heard your fellow Groundlings graduate Lisa
Kudrow was going to play a sitcom star with her own reality-TV camera crew for
HBO’s
The Comeback?

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Absolutely. I heard through the grapevine, “Lisa is doing a show that is to
some degree based on you, she’s wearing a red wig, she was on a really bad middle-of-the-road
sitcom, and now she’s doing a reality show with her husband.” And I was like,
“Well, that’s . . . me.” [Laughs] And she’s got elements of being pathetic,
and I have those. But I thought, well, it’s a scripted show. So even if they
started somewhat influenced by me, or maybe an amalgamation of me and two other
people, I thought, once they get into writing it, they’re going to change stuff.
And that seems to be what happened.

So you weren’t nervous?

I was most worried about them having their big HBO budget. I’m opening my Vanity
Fair, and there’s Lisa with her full-page ad, there’s billboards
on Sunset and a great campaign, the cover of the Calendar section, and I’m doing
a podcast. That is life on the D-list.

Are you Kudrow’s character Valerie Cherish at all?

She isn’t me, because I really enjoy all those D-list moments, and I’m having
a blast, and I actually have an awesome, fun life. I have a great job. What
I love about the D-list is it’s a little bit of the fame without the horrible
trappings of fame. Whereas it seems Valerie Cherish hates it, doesn’t like her
life. Also, Valerie gets shit on every minute of every day. I get shit on every
so often, but I fight back, or deal with it in my act. So I can’t figure out
that part about The Comeback. I’m not sure why Valerie gets shit
on. She seems like a nice person.
Maybe when you’re an actress you want to be taken more seriously, and I really
don’t want to be taken seriously.

I hear you recently hosted a reality-show all-star reunion special for Bravo.
I’m curious: We’re five years into this genre’s boom, but in
looking into the throng of reality alumni did you ever think, “Yes, you’re
a genuine celebrity.”

No. And there were something like 54 of them. I mean, it wasn’t like Kelly Clarkson
was there. She’s someone who became a genuine celebrity. But Richard Hatch?
I love him, but no. There was no one where I thought, “Okay, you’ve figured
it out, and parlayed this into something.” What they’ve all parlayed it into
is personal appearances for $100 and talking about all the offers they’re passing
up. And they all want to host on VH-1. That’s the one thing I found more than
anything.

Were you beloved at the gathering?

Trishelle [from The Real World: Las Vegas] walked
off the taping 30 seconds in, because I might have made a little bit of a joke
about her leaving stains on my carpet. And Omarosa walked off at one point.
The best part is she was in the wings saying to one of the producers, “I don’t
need to be here. I’m hosting now! I’m a host!” And I thought, “Perhaps of a
virus.”
Maybe there’s an E-list or F-list for reality-show folk?

Look, I like to think that the buck stops at D. If you’re going to Z, then what?
Double-A? But I will say that maybe even more than actors, [reality show celebrities]
are often delusional about being A-listers. A lot of the reality people I met
were fun and had a sense of humor about it, but half of them really thought
they had arrived. One of them was talking about how hard it is to be really
famous, and yet no one’s paying for their security. Well you know, look, there
were three days when Darva Conger probably really needed security, but I don’t
know if Coral from The Real World really needs it to go
to Mayfair. I think she’s going to be okay.
KATHY GRIFFIN: MY LIFE ON THE D-LIST
| Bravo | Wednesdays at 10 p.m., premiering August 3

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