In certain circles, Todd Barry is a god. Granted, those circles are pretty small and proudly exclusive, but he remains at their centers nonetheless. Their inhabitants place no stock in vapid, market-tested sitcoms or bloated arena tours that promise PG-rated comedy buffoonery for the entire family. No, they’re swayed more by stolen scenes on
Flight of the Conchords, deadpan voice acting on
Aqua Teen Hunger Force and hanging out with members of Modest Mouse and The Shins — though Barry’s numerous appearances on
Letterman and
Conan (and his memorable supporting turn as Mickey Rourke’s dick boss in
The Wrestler) certainly don’t hurt any. For now, those circles are mostly populated by alt-leaning artsy types, those of a higher literary and political frame of mind, and even top fellow comics themselves. (He’s a favorite of Tom Scharpling’s taste-making podcast/radio show
The Best Show on WFMU.) But given his tenacity and talent, all Barry needs is time to widen those perimeters.
— Julie Seabaugh