This was a time to be truly treasured because the genius, wit, humour, jibes etc were free to be expressed and mature and grow. RIP Barry Humphries. You gave so much to the whole world.
What a LOSS, losing Barry Humphries. I'm SO happy I got a chance to see Dame Edna perform live in Chicago. My chest and lungs were literally sore from laughing so hard after that show. I loved EVERY show, appearance and performance I have ever watched of Dame Edna. I never get emotional when a celebrity passes, but this one HURT!
Saw Dame Edna on stage, some years ago.Mum & my wonderful late Dad were picked from the Audience to go up on stage with. Dad & mum went off behind the curtains & returned on stage dressed up as a Nun & Dad was dressed as a punk rocker. Sang with Dame Edna & had a great laugh! A very, HAPPY memory!♥️⭐❤🍾
A wonderful clip honoring Nathan Lane who is an extraordinary person, actor and comedian. I also was thrilled to watch as Dame Edna made the presentation. So sad to have list her recently. She shall be misses greatly! ❤😢
Good night , dear Barry Humphries . A man with a razor wit, and a beautiful and kind heart . I have laughed so many times when Dame Edna entertained us. You gave so much to so many across the world .
From his autobiography (title escapes me, but well worth reading), here's one of his stories (slightly paraphrased by me) from his early childhood growing up in Melbourne, a very upper-middle class and staid community. On his street lived an extremely prim and proper family in the traditional mould: stay at home mother, banking executive father doing his daily 9-5, only child little girl, about 5 or 6. Being on her own, she got bored quite easily. She was allowed to play on the front lawn, but was strongly forbidden to venture beyond those boundaries. However, one day, something exciting happened. On the vacant plot next door on the other side of the chainlink fence, some builders turned up and started to lay the foundations for a new house. Of course, the girl was fascinated: so much more interesting than her dollies and other toys. She observed intently everything the guys did going about their duties. They in turn noticed her and idly chatted with her every now and again. The mother observed all of this, and talked privately with the foreman, who invited the little one over as a 'helper'. Overjoyed!! So for the next days and weeks, instead of a pretty dress, she put on 'work clothes & wellies' and did a few safe and undemanding jobs with the labourers for a couple of hours each day; Mother instructed her not to make a nuisance of herself by asking too many questions and be as quiet as possible and to do as she was told. She was especially in her element at smoko (breaktime), pretending to be Mother and pouring the tea for all the lads, listening intently to their conversations. Eventually, after a couple of weeks the guys had a whipround, and on their payday presented her with an envelope with a few dollars inside so she wouldn't feel left out. The little girl was ecstatic, and ran home to her mummy with it and wanted to go and buy some new toys. However, her mother was careful and cautious and told her they would have to open a bank account and save it for a 'rainy day'. (Girl was confused and didn't understand as they were always sunny days in that part of Australia.) So next day they went into town to visit her father's bank. Of course, the female teller recognised them and said to the little one: "Wow, so much money! Where did you get it from?" "I've been working on building a house next door.These are my wages!!" "Gosh! You're such a big girl now. Was it hard work?" "Oh, not too bad, thank you for asking." "Did you learn a lot?" "Yes, I think one day, when I grow up, I might join that profession." "And are you going to be doing any more building soon?" "Well, we will if the fucking bricks ever turn up. And we're going to be demanding more pay from that bloody bastard big boss!!"
Wasn't this a wonderful time compared to today, Free of any stupid politics or racism are proposed white supremacy. This was when this award show was actually worth watching. Dame Edna is fabulous
Free of stupid politics? These were the start of the Bush years, a man who used a racist whisper campaign to bring down his rival John McCain. Also, this was the year before the ultra nationalist-driven War in Iraq would begin, the most catastrophic policy decision perhaps in all of US history. You’re wearing rose colored glasses.
She said “Hello Possums!”. That’s her famous greeting. In the Australia of her youth, ‘possum’ was a term of endearment for a person based off of the cute Australian marsupial, not to be confused with the opossums of America.
what's all this crazy talk about Dame Edna aka Barry Humphries was not a Drag Queen? They're saying he was an "actor" 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣NOW HEAR THIS : Barry was a Drag Queen ‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼
you get about a bit lol 😆 xxx love her there's something about her. 🇬🇧🏴🏴🏴🏳️🌈 she will not be happy about the last flag but I think its something to do with your feet. 🤭👍✌🙏💋 and her son and daughter may like it. 👍 sorry dame Edna 😂🤭🤗🤫👍✌
I've heard many stories putting Nathan Lane's character into question, but his complete disregard of Dame Edna here is all the evidence I personally require to know he's a pr*ck.
Agree! He ignored Dame Edna completely. Very rude. He seems a bit of a lovey. Im in the uk and not even heard of him😂 whereas Edna is/was a superstar! RIP 😊
Huh? As Nathan comes onstage, he gestures towards Barry (who has his back to him--i.e. Dame Edna has apparently been continuing to face the audience the whole time, and has to swirl around to give Nathan his award). So, if anything, it's Barry who's been ignoring Nathan at first (which, to be fair, would be entirely in character for the famously self-centered Dame Edna, and may therefore be intentional). Nathan then pretends to be shocked by Barry's kiss, so he's certainly at least interacting with him in a comedy sense. And he's also understandably focused on drawing the audience's attention to Matthew Broderick. How often do award recipients typically interact with their presenters to any significant degree, anyway? To view any of this as "complete disregard" seems to be looking at things through a rather distorted, conspiratorial lens.
Interesting to watch Lane's visible discomfort with Dame Edna. Oh, that's right. In 2001 he was still pretending to be straight. A little internalized homophobia, Nathan?
