If nothing else, Stephen Colbert’s move to CBS and the expiration of the puffed-up bloviator he created reminds us of a valuable lesson: Everything you love in pop culture will eventually fade away, evaporate or meet some tragic and unexpected end. We have this year to see how Colbert’s writers choose to dispense of Stephen Colbert the character, and some are already mourning.
Said the Post’s Alexandra Petri:
By taking Stephen Colbert to broadcast and shutting down “Stephen Colbert” (as the Wall Street Journal reports), CBS has shifted the playing field in the opposite direction. The kind of comedy that pushes the edge and plays against sacred cows and accepted values was “Stephen Colbert” to a T. But he’s just been iced. “Stephen Colbert” of “The Colbert Report” was a vital satirical force. Stephen Colbert will be a lovely late-night host.
It’s a nice professional step, but satire just took a big hit.
We’ll deal, of course, though some things hurt more than others. And since we’re pouting, here’s a list, by no means comprehensive, of pop culture moments that make us want to crawl under the covers and hide at the prospect of them actually happening.
The end of “The Daily Show.”
For a generation of viewers, it’s almost impossible to imagine the demise of “The Daily Show,” which often serves as a dessert to the end of news days that have about as much appeal as over-boiled cabbage. It is possible to imagine it without Jon Stewart. We had a taste, most recently, with John Oliver. It wasn’t bad, per se, but no one was complaining when Stewart returned from directing “Rosewater.”
The end of “Mad Men.”
At least Matt Weiner had the decency to ease his fans’ pain by stretching the last season into two parts, the first of which begins Sunday night. Wait. Is that better, or worse?
Because without her, who will “give us life?” Who will make us shout, “yaaaaaaaaaaassssssss” and “you betta werk” and inspire litanies of copycat dance videos? What will become of the Bey Hive? Who will tell us how to be feminists? The mind boggles at the prospect.
Cher doing a tour without Bob Mackie’s costume designs. And (another) farewell tour, at that!
That’s actually happening. Like, now. She can throw on a burlap sack and people will show up. But it’s still a shame for the “Dressed To Kill” tour to be missing the costume designs of man who created this.
The day Yeezy releases a track and Kim Kardashian’s voice is on it.
They’re getting married. They have a Vogue cover. And a baby. It’s going to happen. And when it does, we’re going to hate it. Or at the very least, roll our eyes the same way we rolled them at the video for “Bound 2.” Fine, Kanye. Let’s just get this over with.
LeBron James’s retirement.
Sure there are plenty of other talented guys. But until a kid surfaces who’s actually better than James — what would that even look like? — we can all live in anxiety awaiting the day James can no longer do the things that make him King.
Your favorite beefcake actor pulls a Marlon Brando.
It happens. See: Rourke, Mickey.
Look, not everybody can be George Clooney.
Someone you like on “Game of Thrones” will die.