Michael Palin–comedian, actor, smart guy who figured out how to get the BBC to pay for sending him around the world–turns 66 years young today. I say young because he seems to traipse just about anywhere, like a smaller, quieter Brian Blessed. Here he is giving the oldie but goodie explanation of where exactly the title Monty Python’s Flying Circus came from on Parkinson:
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[fusion_builder_container hundred_percent=”yes” overflow=”visible”][fusion_builder_row][fusion_builder_column type=”1_1″ background_position=”left top” background_color=”” border_size=”” border_color=”” border_style=”solid” spacing=”yes” background_image=”” background_repeat=”no-repeat” padding=”” margin_top=”0px” margin_bottom=”0px” class=”” id=”” animation_type=”” animation_speed=”0.3″ animation_direction=”left” hide_on_mobile=”no” center_content=”no” min_height=”none”][ad#shortpost] I wish I could find a good clip of Palin as Jack Lint, one of my favorite movie villains of all time, but I think for our second we’ll go with a snippet of him reading from a book of his diaries (the various volumes of his diaries are available here.) He talks a bit about the making of Holy Grail:
Update: The bit of him reading is gone, but we’ve replaced it with a bit of an interview of him talking about the film.
Happy birthday, Mr. P. And many more. Good luck with the Mars travel documentary.