The Mutant
    Vol 4 Issue 4 Comedies

        the MUTANT vol 4 issue 4
        9-1-2000
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        This Issue's Identify That Movie Quote: "You want to reach out and touch
        pure evil! And in Detroit, no less!"
        (answer to last issue's quote: various characters, "Office Space")
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        How-dy folks, pull up a chair and sit a spell,
        
        I can't stay for long, sorry.  Sigh.  It's happened again.  Happens once a
        year, twice often.  The entire office is cowering in fear.  We've locked
        the doors.  No happy movies flicker from our windows these days.  It's a
        field of terror, literal bone-sucking horror, people.
        
        PoolMan is selling Amway.
        
        If I hear the phrase "direct distributing" or "pyramid scheme" one more
        time, I'm going to go directly into hibernation and not come out until the
        first of spring, or at least until I'm hungry.  We'll probably survive, or
        probably not.  Only time and PoolMan's quota will tell.
        
        Once, as a naive high schooler, I boldly stated in my English class that
        it was entirely possible to tell what a book was about and how good it was
        simply by reading the cover.  I think there's a proverb out there refuting
        me for having said that.  In any case, I come back to that story time and
        again and I go browsing through the local video store comedy section.
        
        Is there a harder movie to make and sell than comedy?  I honestly don't
        think there is.  Action movies have their standard "big guns and bloody
        chunks" formula to follow, horror titles have all sorts of tried-and-true
        tricks to freak you out, and The Mighty Ducks have carved their own little
        Emilio Estevez-sized niche... but comedy is another universe entirely.
        There is no one way to make people laugh, no set rules, no guidebook to
        making the perfect comedy.  It's a heck of a lot of intuition, and some
        have it and some don't.
        
        Thus, many so-called "comedies" are released that don't have the slightest
        hint of a laugh in them.  They're whimsical romances, or dark and
        disturbing essays played lightly, or genre-pokers, or anything starring
        Pauley Shore.  I've seen movie after movie claiming to be comedies where
        the most hilarious thing that happens is that I discover I've wasted
        another hour and a half.  It boggles the mind how sit-coms on TV can churn
        out laughter week after week (even sans the laugh track), and the most
        some comedies can produce is a titter or two during an entire
        feature-length run.
        
        For instance, this year I've been sorely disappointed by most of the
        comedies released.  Big Momma's House was a one-joke film (skinny guy in
        woman's fat suit!) and an ego-trip for Lawrence.  Me, Myself and Irene had
        so many gross jokes that I felt more uncomfortable than anything else
        (although the cow scene *is* a classic).  I just saw Whipped today and sat
        there wide-eyed as the film missed a great opportunity to focus on the
        sparky Amanda Peet instead of the three boorish F-word guys that dragged
        the film.
        
        Admittedly, comedies are a tough sell.  There's really no way to tell in
        advance how good one will be, and film studios know this (which explains
        why the comedy genre has been shrinking since about 1995).  Take a moment
        to list some of your favorite comedies... got them?  Chances are, most of
        them bombed in the theaters.  In fact, most of my personal favorites
        (including PCU, Tommy Boy, UHF, and even Austin Powers) only gained
        popularity after being on home video for some time.
        
        There's a huge thirst in the world for good comedies - they make good date
        or group movies, they have quotable dialogue, they make you feel pretty
        good about life and crap.  Which explains why the movie-going public has
        been swallowing up whatever comedic drivel that's been coming our way
        (explain Deuce Bigalow to me, okay?).  I feel almost desperate as I scan
        through the comedy section to find something - anything - that can compare
        with some of my comedy favorites.
        
        Because, in the end, there's no way to tell by just looking at the cover.
        
        (man, that's the most journalistic article i've written in a while... i
        need to get off my meds...)
        
        Head Mutant Justin