Some performers are so successful in branding themselves that the brand supercedes the performer, so that the caricature is more important than the subject. When that happens, it is more lucrative for the performer to play an exaggerated version of themselves in small, often comical roles than it is for them to bother continuing to do the thing that made them famous in the first place. That is clearly the phase that James Lipton has entered. It is not a pretty phase. Good luck, James Lipton! You’re the butt of the joke now, dawg!