Brooklyn’s own, Andrew Dice Clay (above), in his dilapidated Entourage living room.
So Dice was on line at the bank, and some jerkoff tapped him on the shoulder and said, ‘Excuse me. Is this the back of the line?’ And so Dice says, ‘No, it’s the front of the line and we’re all standing backwards. Oooe!’ It’s been a long road for Dice, and no one was more thrilled than us to see the Diceman reconcile with Howard Stern and start getting high profile gigs again a few years ago. For Dice is our own. We have been to the club on Emmons Ave. where it all began for Dice in Brooklyn, we’ve seen him perform and bought his records, even fell in love with the oft panned The Day the Laughter Died, and were happy to call Dice a neighbor for a short while in Bergen Beach, Brooklyn.
So we didn’t like the first Entourage of the season, and we were right not to. Lazy storylines about love life bullshit and powder puff rehab nonsense with Vince? If that’s the final year of Entourage, then we walk away very unhappy. But as we watched last week, somewhere around minute ten, the show came to life like a Volcano, at once giving resonance to Turtle and righting what had been a wayward plotline, resurrecting a jewel in putting Ari back with Dana, and showing us a more reality based side of rehab, with Kim Coates in his reprised role as scumbag producer Carl Ertz, spiraling out of control on a coke binge and in the end blowing his brains out.
We have long admired Koates and more recently, as a hard partying biker tough guy, perhaps the show’s best, on Sons of Anarchy. It’s a guilty pleasure show for us, and not one that has distinguished itself well enough for the good or the bad for us to write about it. Still, it’s a decent enough guys’ guy show if one can lose all connections to plausibility. But Entourage is the guys’ guy show, and having ridden out or reversed its early season weaknesses, we were left on the edge of our seats last week, having done a 180 on the shows prospects, as we at once lamented and savored the fact that the show has 5 episodes left.
The Mrs. Gold/Bobby Flay storyline has given way to Ari’s return to the dating scene, with his initial foray on a dinner date with a pretty, easy young thing who states openly early on that she’s there “to have a good time” and that they will. Ari, starts out of sorts and somewhat depressed before admitting that he probably will get divorced. The young girl tells him he will get his groove back, to which Ari replies “Yeah, well Stella did.”
The actress, played by Breanne Racano (hottie), pricelessly then says, “Who?”
Entourage is and has always done a lot to illustrate the generation gap between old school and new breed, usually with mainstay Johnny Drama’s character, but now, doing so with Ari on such a real level is quite well done. And now, to rekindle Ari’s and Dana’s (Constance Zimmer) flame, who have always had a chemistry that has frankly trumped the chemistry between Mr. and Mrs. Gold is an excellent turn for the show to take.
Taking Turtle out of that pussy whipped nonsense around Alex, and consequently out of Avion Tequila, gives Turtle substance and also, might just have laid the groundwork for an ocean of regret, since obviously, Avion Tequila is gonna be huge. Did anyone not wince when Mark Cuban offered Turtle financing for Don Pepe’s, that Turtle refused? Hopefully, the lad will have a change of heart, but if not, mistakes are part of life, and the show has always been more dynamic when the characters are struggling, rather than living out every poossible perfect fantasy under the sun out in pastry land.
Perhaps the show’s most dynamic moments were the failed Medellin project and the damage it did to Vince’s bank account and public standing, and the unforgettable conversation he had with Ari when he asked him if Ari thought he was a good actor. Ari replied that he didn’t sign him because he was a good actor, he signed him because he was a movie star. It’s that type of hard moment that elevated Entourage from a labored comedy with gratuitous ass thrown in for the sake of the male audience it wanted, to a show that’s really about something, and one that doesn’t always end up wrapped in a perfect bow.
We felt the same way last year with all the turbulence around Vince’s pornstar girlfriend, Ari’s marriage, and E’s new job, and the suggestion that he didn’t have what it took to do it well. Now the show is firing on all cylinders, so soon after we were so disappointed in it. And they’ve thrown their old school male audience a bone, giving us back the Diceman, a legend to so many of us while growing up. Have you noticed that Dice is more perverse than ever, if not sexually, but moreso in terms of his logic, that of a borderline has been egomaniac male diva?
How about devising a way to have unearthed another favorite, Jamie Kennedy, who gets to pay homage to Dice by impersonating him in the context of the Johnny Bananas storyline? Sticking with Entourage is paying huge dividends. We’ve told you when it was subpar. So listen when we tell you that you’d be crazy to miss out on one second of what little remains.
And Entourage does deserve to cash in with a major motion picture. Who better?