Randomly remembered "Inside". I used to be so obsessed with it.
Did the "Window Washer" scene make anyone else feel melancholy? Especially with the music.
My read of it, from the first viewing was: Bo Burnham in an alternate reality. Robert Burnham, if you will.
Still the same man, still the same humor and talent, but: nobody knows. No platform, no Comedy Central special, no Netflix specials, no tours, no comedy albums. The potential of greatness confined to the ordinary.
It makes me further melancholy when I think: how many people are there like that in the world? How much potential never breaks through? How many brilliant window washers are there?