Kalikimaka wrote:
Yeah, Zeppo wasn't bad. "You said a lot of things here that I didn't think were important, so I just omitted them."
I haven't seen much Abbot and Costello, but they don't really strike a chord with me. I hear they didn't really get along in real life, maybe that's why. Lou just seems like too much of a jackass, and Bud's too passive. Laurel and Hardy were different - they were pretty much friends til the end, Stan was quiet and goofy but he could stand up for himself, and Ollie always got what was coming to him.
That is true. Most of what I've seen of Laurel and Hardy consists of clips of the fat one yelling and the skinny one crying, but you do see bits of them both catching trouble, whereas all I ever saw of the Abbott and Costello movies involved Abbott actually yelling at Costello and not believing anything he said, even setting him up to take the blame for his own actions. Not really funny.
It's often suggested that a joke isn't funny if you have to explain it... that taking humor apart to see how it works can be disastrous. But I find it fascinating sometimes when I do get insights into why it is that I find things troubling that others find funny, sometimes.
I was thinking of a movie with Jerry Lewis, who could be funny but too often believed himself unsinkable in his ideas of what was funny... or so it seemed from his films. But in one while he was still young and skinny he played a guy who wanted to be a clown. I don't recall all the particulars, but I do remember that he at last got his chance and was a natural at it, balancing the inevitable pain of that kind of comedy with a certain sweetness. He was getting more and more popular because of it and the old headliner, a certified jerk, had taken notice. During one act, when the new guy was getting all the laughs, the old clown decided to put him in his place and started clown-smacking him, but the audience couldn't fail to see that the blows were not as fake as they should have been. Finally when he actually stepped on Jerry with particular force just as he was trying to get up, a kid actually yelled at him to leave the other guy alone. They'd stopped laughing long since.
The thing I like about the Marx Brothers, all of them, was that it was a free-for-all. They did what they did and it wasn't usually personal unless someone had really worked at being a jerk. I don't think they went too far. They didn't base all their humor on repeatedly beating on one guy. I still don't find that sort of thing funny. I don't like sitcoms like that, where every week the star will do some other idiotic thing and get slapped down for daring to try. I don't like it when Spongebob and Patrick torment Squidward without provocation. I don't like Jerry Lewis movies that have him scrambling pathetically to try and do well while people are in a state of trembling rage all around him. Even if it comes out all right in the end and the poor loser makes good, there has to be some relief sprinkled throughout. Otherwise, it's not comedy. It's Cinderella.
Whoa, I didn't expect to get into a speech about the nature of humor. Not funny. I guess it's something I've been wondering about for a long time. When I was a kid, it made me really uncomfortable to see someone sobbing on tv while the audience laughed. The worst episodes of I Love Lucy seemed to be like that. There are good ones, I know. But humiliation, stupidity, and abject sorrow seemed to be as common and I never got what was so funny about a woman wanting a chance to get into her husband's stage show sobbing when her stupid scam failed to get her there. Even if she did suck.
So yeah, I like some classic comedy, anyhow.
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