“Laughing On The Outside: The Life Of John Candy” 1996, was published two years after we lost John. This is my Mom’s book, which I planned to read, long before his children produced a documentary. How amazing that Hallowe’en 2025 was his 75th birthday. I revere our fellow Canadian and unforgettable actor.
The lowest star is for Martin Knelman. I call his output not a biography but a dry, disapproving essay. I feel the respectful thing to do, is wait for family or friends to write. If nothing is forthcoming, interview people for a personal portrait. Outsiders certainly need to go by other people’s notes but this was an excessive, dictionary like, breakdown of career steps; to which Martin added cringingly critical opinions. They are:
He thought the height of John’s improv genius was on Big City Comedy and Second City, which he should have done perpetually.
I say, evolve!
He thought John felt low every time a project was not a blockbuster.
I say, actors are over the moon to be in their first films and are not thinking of the big time!
He thought that John did not get over losing his Dad at age 5 and was destined to be depressed, unless everything he touched was a hit.
I say, what exaggerated fatalism!
He thought John would be alive if his fitness had been healthy.
I say, the same for everyone, Sherlock.
The title and tone of this dry, disapproving essay, shows the journalist flattering himself with the notion of issuing a grand revelation: Gasp, John was sometimes frustrated or angry!
Dude, no one is constantly calm and happy. It is not a “dark side”: it is natural!
This guy hated the films most audiences love and dubbed John Hughes juvenile. I will avoid anything Martin writes.