Slapstick is not funny. It’s shit.
A man walking down the street only to fall over a rogue banana peel – it’s not funny. It’s shit.
A woman walking below a window sill with a precariously placed bucket of water balanced on it – not funny.
It’s not funny. It’s shit.
I can understand that slapstick once had a place in the world of comedy. Before sitcoms and stand up was flavour of the month people probably didn’t have much else to laugh at. It’s like a King laughing at his court jester for being a bumbling idiot – a lack of other comedy options meant that this was as good as it got.
But now comedy is everywhere. You can go and see your favourite comedians,
buy your favourite films, watch your favourite shows. And they’re all a cut above slapstick. We don’t need slapstick anymore. We don’t need gross out humour like Dirty Sanchez either. It’s moronic comedy. Surely we’re too refined for this shit now?
Anyway, that’s my rant for the day. I’m off to walk into a pain of glass that I
didn’t see and accidently stand on a piece of wood that will fly up and hit me
in the face. And you know what? It won’t be funny. It’ll be shit.