“If you don't have a sense of humor, it's just not funny anymore.”
-Wavy Gravy
Part one of a three-part series, Funny Ha-Ha charts the triumphant chortles of American comedy from the tongue-twisting talkies onward. Perhaps it deflates slapstick's bladder, but the gag, the prank, the pratfall get their due from jokesters like the Marx Brothers (Duck Soup) and W.C. Fields (The Bank Dick), kings of candied corn. As sound film ripened, so too did the sound of two lips letting loose with one-liners. We see the rise of the Depression-era screwball comedy with its rapid-fire ripostes, lead ladies that can let ‘em have it, and provocative pokes at the privileged class. It Happened One Night, My Man Godfrey, and The Palm Beach Story spend 99% of their time satirizing the 1%. Smart-as-a-whip and more stinging, His Girl Friday and Adam's Rib put the prattle back in battle-of the sexes. The fifties saw the ascent of the bombshells with their shrapnel-shredding sarcasm-Marilyn Monroe, Jane Russell, and Jayne Mansfield became parodic sirens in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes and Will Success Spoil Rock Hunter? As the decade came to a close, so too did the reserve of the postwar period. Some Like It Hot, with Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon in drag, thumbed its clothes at established etiquette. Now the punch line: at the movies, your solitary guffaw joins with others. When the jokes are working, the timing right, the butts beneficial, the collective catharsis that is comedy commands the room. Come on down-join the jocularity.