Nov 26 2008
Classic Sweet Sketches
As you may already know, I’m a big fan of wordplay and clever, quick, fluid dialogue. In many ways, mastery of the written word flows with this kind of wordage, droplets of juicy bits of busty letters forming funky words playing with each other in some wild literary orgy of magnificent mammoth proportions, tickling the tongue and spreading the proverbial sensory legs and revealing that succulent center of sweetness that gets us giddy with excitement, makes us smile and electrifies our brain with the wittiest of wit.
For those who sense a bit of sexual innuendo there, shame on you.
But really, if you’ve seen some of my earlier posts–Abbot and Costello’s “Who’s on First”, the “Airplane!” films, “Spaceballs”–you’d know how fond I am of words and how funny they can be. My last post tickled me with some of the comments, one notably about the Three Stooges.
It occured to me how much I adore them.
They were masters of sketch writing, even though they majored mostly in slapstick. Thank you, Hartley, for the comment. For a few hours here, I’ve been trying to find one particular small bit on one of their sketches that was golden, but I couldn’t find it.
I then was reminded of, you guessed it–
MONTY PYTHON
How could I have forgotten about them? Those fancy, funny, unimistakably witty-in-a-very-British-sort-of-way-which-brings-about-a-classic-humor-and-ingenuity pure class acts that make them completely classic in design, classic in writing. Just classic.
I’m still going to dedicate myself to finding that one Three Stooges clip. It involved a spoof on the Nazis and Hitler (seriously, Moe Howard was the spitting image of our lovable Adolf so long as Moe wore that tiny mustache). A sweet sketch. Classic writing.
For now, though, here’s one of the best sketches I had ever seen from Monty Python. Right up my alley. I loved it. I know you’ll love it, too. And we’ll love it together. So, yes, let’s have another literary orgy. I’ll grab the oil.
