You Will Love Dmitriy Martin Whether You Want To Or Not

When Moneyball got put into "turn around" I thought I had evaded a fate worse than death. The rise of one Demetri Martin.

You see, the role of Paul DePodesta (Fredo to Billy Beane's Michael) was to be played by Martin. I figured once the movie "hit dead man walking" stage we could avoid his rise to A-Lister even though he has been on a clear path for some time. Starting with the appearances on the Daily Show, and thru the standing around in a Fountains of Wayne video, and the guest spot on Flight of the Conchords, there has been a sense of inevitability to Mr. Martin fame.

All he needed to cement his place was two things. First, a well placed supporting role in a movie with a big star and second, a lead in a light hearted (though poorly conceived) romantic comedy opposite Amanda Bynes or whoever the next Julia Stiles is.

Then - KA-BOOM - we have to make room for this d*uche on the fame-o-meter somewhere around Dane Cook or Topher Grace.
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Of course, my Christmas does not come early. Friday, as I sat down to watch 500 Days of Summer, there was a preview for a movie that looked charming enough called Taking Woodstock that seems to be about a family who was able to save their little country motel by hosting the greatest rock concert every (or 1969). The film is Ang Lee directed with Liev Schrieber playing a trannie. It looks destined to be one of those charming movies I will be too excited to watch. Except of course, the son is played by Demetri.

You see, I hate Demetri Martin for the exact same reason that Killer B hates Chuck Klosterman. Each is a not so subtle reminder that it is sometimes not that hard to be famous. Chuck is not a substantially better writer than Killer B. Similarly, Demetri is not only not funnier than me. He's not funnier than anyone! His stupid show Important Things With.. is mind numbing.

F You Demetri. F You Hollywood. Thanks