Navy and white striped top and seersucker pale blue/white striped white pants, Brunello Cucinelli; sunglasses, Jacques Marie Mage. Watch and wedding ring, property of Bob Odenkirk.
I kept Bob Odenkirk waiting for our interview. That isn’t to say I was late — more that he was early, disarmingly so.
My father raised his sons to believe that being on time is late and five minutes early is on time, so I logged on
accordingly. There was Bob, a fellow punctual traveller, ready to jump into questions about his career in film,
television shows, writers’ rooms, and stand-up. As fathers, we couldn’t resist discussing our children and the joys
of parenting. While we were always going to touch on his current project, Nobody, he seemed excited to
mention a side hustle, the publication of a series of children’s poems, in the spirit of Revolting Rhymes,
that he wrote when his children were young, with illustrations by his daughter. “Han, I think we’re going to have to
go over,” he said, generously, to the publicist on the call.
We did nevertheless tack back to conventional interview waters, and I was eager to — not because of the time limit
but because in terms of rounded showbiz accomplishments, few are able to hold a torch to Odenkirk. In the time it
took me to research his career, I needed to go back to the start to wrap my head around the web he has spun between
genres and skillsets. We are about to see the release of his first lead role in a feature film — Nobody —
in which literally no punches are pulled, and I reckon it will prove to be the answer to a question that a lot of us
didn’t know we were asking (more on this later).
Bob grew up in Illinois, in a Chicagoan suburb called Naperville — John Hughes’s America — and for which Odenkirk
didn’t think he was a poster boy. “I felt like I didn’t belong there,” he says. “I never felt like a Chicagoan till
the last 15 years, when I realised, Oh, I definitely am.” By that, he was referring to the ‘chip on his shoulder’
that all second-city natives carry, used “to critique the world around you, that you use as a motivator to comment
on life. I think it is really good for generating comedy.”
Comedy was where Bob cast his early career shadow, on stage as a stand-up comedian and as a writer. The gene was
clearly in the family — his brother, Bill, wrote episodes of The Simpsons until 2019. Bob cut his teeth on
his college radio stations (Marquette, in neighbouring Wisconsin, and on home turf at Southern Illinois University).
He graduated in 1984 and sought work and experience at various clubs in Chicago. It was when he met Robert Smigel,
at the Players Workshop, a school of improvisation, that the boy would become a man, professionally speaking, for it
would get Odenkirk onto the writing staff of Saturday Night Live when he was 25.
An American institution and a killer entry on anyone’s C.V., Saturday Night Live represents the zenith of
sketch comedy, a genre that would define Odenkirk’s career for the next 20 years. “Saturday Night Live was
brutal,” he says. “It was really hard on me. I was young and there is a lot of rejection, and it is this machine
that never stops — you’re hit by another hole to fill, constantly.” The tsuris in a writers’ room is often parodied
by writers, and was perhaps most graphically dramatised in Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip, an Aaron Sorkin
West Winging of SNL but set in L.A. The speed and efficiency with which sketches were cut — and
the elation a writer felt on getting a joke on air — gave you a sense of the emotional journey involved in a
real-life show like that, and confirmed here by Bob. He had four years at SNL, which included some on-air
moments, though it was largely spent behind the scenes, writing for comedians such as Adam Sandler, Chris Rock and
David Spade. He has since admitted to an immaturity that held back his relationships with colleagues (as opposed to
his ability to deliver good writing), even telling The Hollywood Reporter in 2015 that he “was a
dick” to Lorne Michaels, the show’s creator and executive producer.
The post-SNL period wasn’t a fall from dizzying heights; in fact, he maintained his holding pattern, toying
with notoriety but not quite coming in to land (if fame and fortune is regarded as the destination). He found
himself scooped up for sketch and talk shows, writing for Conan O’Brien and acting in The Larry Sanders
Show and The Ben Stiller Show. The latter came off the back of a friendship with the show’s eponym at
SNL, where they shared an office. It would end up winning an Emmy thanks to a sketch written, and starred
in, by Bob, called ‘Manson Lassie’. It was during his time at The Ben Stiller Show that he would start his
working relationship with David Cross. He and Cross formed a duo, creating Mr. Show with Bob and David. It
was a sketch series that pulled from comedy that had inspired Odenkirk when he was growing up — sketches would
transition into each other as if connected, in the same manner of Monty Python’s Flying Circus,
the British comedy show that he cites as his greatest influence. Mr. Show with Bob and David also played on
edgier anti-establishment, alternative comedy, paving the way for programmes such as The Mighty Boosh.
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