I read a blog of his a while back, talking about how much he misses having casual dinner conversations, and how he doesn't really miss food anymore. It was a great piece to read. Anyway, he was on Oprah, and told a lot of the same stories. here's a few clips.
The piece in Esquire is a pretty great read. Ebert is one of the last of his kind in terms of understanding the role of a film critic (or the role of any critic, for that matter) and relaying the necessity of that role to the general public. And even though he's become a big softy when it comes to his rating system these days, as I really think he now goes easier on films he would have panned even 10 years ago, I still really enjoy his reviews.
I've even forgiven him for unleashing Richard Roeper.
This show had absolutely nothing, except two strong end of act gags and that was about it. Let's see if I can even remember them now... 1: SEASONAL SLAM! 2: ...shit, I've already forgotten. (consults YouTube) ...oh, right. WINGED MIGRATION!