Tad Friend, who I believe was lived in the I-House dorm at the University of Chicago when I was there, writes a brilliant article in the New Yorker about Steve Carell. Friend goes beyond Carell to discuss how comedy is produced in Hollywood today by a talented group of writer-actors who largely improv their scenes. The directors run through miles of film until they capture the perfect ha-ha.
The article needed some editing, but I'm glad that they kept in all the random info. It was all good. Too bad the article is behind a pay-wall. I curse you, New Yorker pay-wall.
Tina Fey's description of Carell made me laugh out loud.
At times, Carell can seem like a brilliant piece of software, a 2.0 fix for the problem of unfunny comedy. Tina Fey says, "Steve is like Pixar creation, a character you know was designed and intended to be endearing and funny — like a cobbler mouse." She hastened to add, "But with a gigantic penis."
Apt. 11d 
I stayed up way too late last night reading this article. I could never quite put my finger on why I loved Steve Carell so much — this piece showed me why.
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I don’t know what I think about Steve Carell. I laughed through 40 year old Virgin, but have failed numerous times to sit though an entire episode of The Office. I find it painfully uncomfortable and un-funny.
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