Lynn Crosbie writes:
Rivers does not seem to care what people think: Having cut her teeth in tough clubs in Greenwich Village, she seems impervious to the pop world’s cynical opinions, which she wisely attributes to her having long been pigeonholed, among the elite, as a “Borscht Belt” comic.
But watch her face as the male comics at the Friars Club Roast excoriate her “clown mask.”
“No man has ever called me beautiful,” she quietly notes earlier in the film, and here lays bare the woman beneath the hard, brittle carapace.
