Martin Short once again dons a fat suit to waddle forth as outrageously fatuous talk show host Jiminy Glick, and we once again wonder about the byzantine network of synapses—and, what? submolecular gag writers leapfrogging through it?—that can produce so explosively original a character. Starting its third season, the show has lost none of its manic lunacy. Jiminy, with a gluttonous appetite for old-Hollywood gossip (and doughnuts), is clueless when interviewing contemporary celebrities: He informs Ice Cube that Rex Harrison pioneered rap in My Fair Lady. Then, voice oscillating between a fey purr and a growl, he asks what he thinks is a killer question: "What is the ice obsession about—'cause you're cold, or because when heated you melt?" Ice Cube, who plays along beautifully with this unscripted nonsense, glares at Jiminy in scornful disbelief. Then he jumps him.
BOTTOM LINE: Prime comedy