"Uncle Frank, what's existential terror?" asks a bright-eyed little girl in a recent spot for VHi's pop-culture show Best Week Ever. She's sitting with a small boy, both of them cross-legged, on a set that looks like a relic from a kiddie program about the family farm. Cut to Uncle Frank, standing dreamily in front of a wooden fence while a jaunty acoustic guitar plunks away in the background. He has stringy long gray hair, leather sandals, and an ankh necklace; he looks like the coolest stoner uncle a kid could wish for. "What's existential terror?" he asks. He raises a pinched thumb and forefinger to his lips as though he's smoking a joint, and as an animated, pastel-pink sky and green grass fill the screen, he proceeds to describe a very funky mind-trip that involves Mr. Sun beaming rainbows, Professor Scarecrow dancing, and the inevitable cruel voice of Satan. Exhausted but content, Uncle Frank declares, "That was the best... weed... ever."
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