I first heard of S.J. Perelman as an undergraduate, when I stumbled--I did that a lot, by the way--across a long collection of his short pieces. Even though I had a healthy respect for my ignorance, I was astounded that I'd never heard of him. He was still alive, and though scarcely prolific, still actively writing. More importantly, among his earliest writing credits were the Marx Brothers' "Monkey Business" and "Horse Feathers". From the thirties into the seventies, he was a regular contributor of brief, intricate, and hilarious pieces to the New Yorker. He was also a tireless traveller, documenting his journeys through post-War Europe and Asia with his friend caricaturist Al Hirschfeld. Though his later work wasn't equal to the earlier, he was unquestionably the funniest American writer of the mid-twentieth century.
Recently I realized I had no idea of what he sounded like. Thus I turned to the magical kingdom without copyright. Attached is the only live video of Perelman I've been able to unearth.