In a shambles of sight gags, unfinished sentences and self-applause, Milton Berle last week returned to TV. Before a banner screaming: "Welcome back, Mr. Television," he raced through a brilliantly paced and enthusiastically vulgar show (Tues. 8 p.m., NBC-TV). There were some better-than-usual jokes (Berle poking his head between the curtains to ask drowsily: "Porter—what station is this?"), and plenty of corny ones (the first stooge to come onstage spit water in Berle's eye). But, as usual, whatever Comic Berle said or did reduced the studio audience to helpless shrieks of laughter. Even Berle's spectacular records of last year were in...
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