Proud “Baby Mama” Tina Fey

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If it seems like Tina Fey

is everywhere these days, well, it’s probably because she kind of

is. Last week, she graced the cover of Vanity

Fair
to refute

those ridiculous “Women Aren’t Funny” claims. This past Sunday,

she was smiling up from your Parade magazine, cute as fresh-picked daisies.

And, very soon, she’ll be delivering the funny in a theater near you

with Baby Mama.

A new featurette for Tina and

Amy Poehler
’s odd-couple comedy hit the web recently, and the more

I see, the more I can’t wait until April 25. The two-minute spot intersperses

clips from the trailer with Tina and Amy talking about the film.

 

 

The two women play polar opposites

who come together when white-collar Kate (Tina) hires working-class

Angie (Amy) to be her surrogate. What ensures is what Tina calls “as

close as you can get to seeing me and Amy in a movie version of Laverne

& Shirley
.”

Really, if you think about

it, aside from those delightful schlemiel, schlimazel gals, the female

buddy comedy is a rarity indeed. At this point, someone is probably going

to bring up Thelma & Louise, but I’d argue that any movie

that ends with our heroines taking gravity’s elevator to the ground

floor of the Grand Canyon should, at the very least, be labeled a dramedy.

In her Parade cover story, Fey talked about what drew

her to the film. The 37-year-old said the

idea that women can have it all informed the film’s humor. Ever the

funny feminist (no, that’s not an oxymoron), Tina recalls the exhilaration

of growing up in the Title IX generation:

“We’re going to

sign you up for coed baseball, and you’re going to play basketball …”

It was a good time to be a girl. You know, watching The Bad News

Bears
— it was takeover time.

Just as deep-seated are Tina’s

comedy roots. At the tender age of 7, she drew a picture of people holding

hands and carrying wedges of Swiss cheese that read: “What a friend

we have in cheeses.” Oh, man, that’s still good, even 30 years later.

The Parade story also comes

with a quiz that asks, “Are you a Tina Fey fan?” While I don’t want to

be immodest about my Tina Fey obsession prowess,

let’s just say I scored in the 11–15 range, which is lovingly described

as “Your obsession with Tina Fey is unrivaled.”

Though, really, when she says

stuff like this, how could your love for all things Fey not be unrivaled?

I think for women

especially, you need to have a plan. I need to have some other ways

to generate income, so I don’t have to stretch my face or lift the

top of my head with surgery or something … I often feel like a complete

fool. I’m here laboring over this tiny show so much, and around me

people are making money by the fistful. It’s like, ‘Oh, man, how

can I turn my personality into a line of crappy products?’ Rachael

Ray sells, like, spoons. I could sell pencils.

Oh, Tina, I would buy those

pencils by the truckload.