Ever since I was a little kid, I remember loving Steve Martin. I often thought that, if you got to cast your parents like in a movie, Steve Martin would be an awesome dad, because he just seemed so silly and sarcastic and awesome.
Anyway, I haven’t really watched any of his recent flicks and was seriously doubting my love of him with this horrible looking Pink Panther remake thing, but then I saw him on The Colbert Report playing a banjo and reading Danielle Steele and it made me love him again.
Rock on, Steve Martin. Rock on.
(If you didn’t see it, here it is.)