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Patton Oswaltloves a weirdo.
Oswalts early joke about breakfast cereal is a good demonstration ofthe places his stories prefer to run.
Even worse, Oswalt says, is that responsible grown-up cereals have boring, novel-length origin stories.
But eventhatsnot weird enough.
Sweetie, its a murder farm!
Oswalt imagines saying at the breakfast table.
Theres the home construction contractor whos a perfectly nice, reasonable guy.
Theres the weirdness of the low-rent wedding DJ, and the people whod be willing to hire him.
Of course he sees it, and of course what hes saying is, That guy isweird!
But hes simultaneously delighted by it.
Its a pleasure that spins outward.
If this is the wallpaper subcontractor, what could the tile guy be like?
Its never truly open generosity.
They would not be as entertaining if he were sincerely mocking them.
But he also cantbethem.
Not now, at least.
In OswaltsI Love Everything, that impulse is still there.
But his power is in his ability to split himself in two.
Hes both the nice guy and the conduit for aberrant strangeness.
