How many times in my life has someone said, "You should be a standup?"
And how many times have I had to explain, in excruciating detail, how
standup comedy almost inherently violates the humor of a particular
comment or situation? Many times, I tell you, many times. Hopefully
this dispatch will stand as a final answer to the grand old questions of
comedy: what is funny, and why.
First off let's dispel the myth that comedy is subjective. True comedy,
the art, is universal, regardless of what anyone's opinion may be. You
say that's a contradiction? I say contradiction is the heart of comedy!
An example: jokes circulated on the Internet about George W. Bush are not
ever funny. Dead baby jokes circulated on the Internet are invariably funny.
Perhaps comedy is not exactly objective or subjective, but entirely
contextual. Think about it. When dead baby jokes were invented (can you
say invented about a trend that has no clear cut beginning or ending but
simply existed in a mutually understood pocket of time?), they were funny
because we were kids and anything that was kind of racy was funny.
Basically, if Mrs. Yursky sent you into the hall, you were a hero.
Babies on pitchforks, if you really think about it, is kind of horrific,
but it's also kind of funny, too. But not really that funny, and
certainly not funny enough to survive past pre-adolescence. The jokes
themselves, in fact, are emphatically not funny, and not at all artful.
They are Henny Youngman jokes without the tact and sophistication. Yet
we all half-smirk and half-chuckle at the mention of dead baby jokes.
Why? Because we remember thinking that dead baby jokes were funny, and
we're a little embarrassed and nostalgic. "Was there ever a time when I
was so naïve as to think that dead baby jokes were funny?" A resounding
yes. But again, the dead baby jokes themselves are not funny. However,
if one were to repeat the dead baby jokes to anyone who would listen,
repeat them until everyone is baffled and annoyed, and continue to repeat
them until all of his/her friends simply stopped talking to him/her, the
situation would rise to the highest heights of comedy.
There are three iron laws of comedy:
1. Nothing is sacred.
2. Repetition, repetition, repetition.
3. You can never take a joke too far.
These three laws illustrate why the above-manufactured situation is, if
properly executed, brilliant. First off, even babies, even dead babies,
aren't sacred. Nothing, not the Holocaust, not slavery, not death or
pain or suffering, is sacred. Everything can and should be made into a
joke. The more upsetting and/or disturbing, the funnier. But obviously
dead babies alone aren't funny enough. Repetition pushes the comedy into
new territory. Yet mere repetition alone won't cut it. If you tell a
joke only once, even if you tell eighteen people that same one joke one
time each, you have blown an opportunity. If you tell a joke only three
times, you've merely annoyed everyone and made them think you're an idiot
and have no memory (which, I suppose, is funny enough, but it won't get
you a window seat). But if you tell that one joke more than fifteen
times to any single person or group of people, in as short a period of
time as possible, then it's very funny. Regardless of, and often in
direct contrast to, the quality of the joke's content and the reaction
you get. Dead baby jokes are the bottom of the content quality barrel.
But if you tell a single dead baby joke twenty times during one party to
the one girl you're trying to impress, you have hit the comic jackpot.
Because you can never take a joke too far. If you tell that same joke
until the girl leaves the party in tears, you've won. If you tell it
until your friends don't like you anymore, you've won. Winning,
regardless of the personal cost, is the true essence of comedy.
I've kind of shotgunned the topic, so let's backtrack. I use the term
"joke" in its broadest sense, which loosely covers all forms of comedy.
That includes standup, sketches and skits, plays, books, movies, the
funny pages and even music, but more importantly, the everyday comedy of
living one's life and coming up with the appropriate comment, eye-roll or
hand gesture for all occasions. I suppose the best way to describe it
is, "Comedy as a way of life."
The two primary ideas you must be clear on regarding comedy is that one,
comedy is about winning, and two, you must have awareness to be a comedy
master. Winning is important because when you say something funny you're
basically asserting your superiority over the person you're telling it
to, regardless of whether or not they laugh. Often, the less they "get"
your joke, the more superior you are. This is complex stuff, because
whatever you're saying has to be funny. And the only way for you to be
funny even when people aren't laughing is through awareness. If you are
always aware of what you are saying, aware of the shades of meaning, you
are always funny. Period. Especially if you are saying something
specifically designed to not be funny. If you are unaware, you are only
funny insofar as someone else is aware that you are unaware that you are
not funny. Confused? Let's go back to the dead baby jokes.
When you tell your single dead baby joke over and over, the essential
ingredient is that you know that dead baby jokes are not funny. It's not
just that you're making a reference to something that happened in the
80s, but that you know the 80s aren't funny anymore (see below), you're
making fun of people who still think the 80s are funny (and thus
establishing superiority), you're telling a joke that you know wasn't
funny to begin with, you are reminding people of how unfunny dead baby
jokes were, and you're making fun of the idea of telling a dead baby
joke. However, if you just tell a dead baby joke thinking it's funny,
you're an unfunny idiot, unless I'm standing next to you feeling superior
because I know you think you're funny, in which case you are accidentally
funny but still an idiot (I would express this by laughing a little too
hard a little too long, in illustration of the concept that comedy is
cleverly disguised hostility). The complexity is overwhelming! Even
right now, at this very minute, I am mocking all of you by using dead
baby jokes as an example, and by pretending that any of this makes
sense. Layers on layers on layers.
Another important aspect to comedy is the theory of comic cycling. What
that means is, some things are funny now but never were, some things used
to be funny but aren't now, some things aren't yet funny but some day
will be, and some things used to be funny, aren't funny now, but will be
funny again in the future. Just as with any aspect of comedy, timing is
everything. Number one, topical humor is never funny unless it's
seriously out of date (in which case it's no longer topical), or so
obscure no one even knows it's topical. That includes anything to do
with politics or A-list celebrities. Unless, of course, these things are
funny in and of themselves. George Bush's foibles aren't funny. Not
because they're a statement on the presidency,
but because Jay Leno and David Letterman and eight hundred thousand
standup comics and newscasters and pundits and e-mailers are all making
jokes about them. Anything lampooned in National Lampoon or Spy or on
"Saturday Night Live," anything that makes its way to Caroline Rhea's
opening monologue, is by law not funny. By the same token, jokes about
Ronald Reagan forgetting things weren't funny when he was president. But
they are now!
Therein lies the double-edged sword to comic cycling. The comic
potential of any topic comes and goes dependent upon the mainstream.
When the mainstream catches on, even if it's something that's really
funny, it's no longer funny. Which is exactly why the 80s are no longer
funny. Take, for example, by far the worst movie ever made, The Wedding
Singer. One, it starred a second-tier member of a third-tier SNL cast,
which is always about three steps behind. Two, it had no recognizable
plot. Three, there was absolutely no compelling reason to set this
thoroughly useless "romantic comedy" in 1985. The only possible reason
is that Adam f'ing Sandler is the laziest "comedian" this country has
ever known, and stupidly believed that 1985 was funny just for being
1985. Well, Adam f'ing Sandler, you were wrong. Michael Jackson zipper
coats were funny from about 1987-1992. Then they weren't funny anymore.
They might be funny again, but in 1998 the only recent era worth making
fun of was 1991-1996. So once again Adam fucking Sandler was about five
years late in mining the dry comic well of the 80s. Soon, though, the
concept of Adam Sandler thinking the 80s was funny will itself become
funny, but for now I'm still angry.
Here's another iron law of comedy:
4. Nothing is funny when, or why, everyone thinks it's funny; it's
only funny before or after, or on top.
With Bill Clinton out of office, and the e-mails and
doctored images ceased and the world moved on, jokes about
Monica Lewinsky are just now starting to be funny. You tell a Monica Lewinsky joke these days and you'll be met with the same rankling disapproval as were you to drop a Pauly Shore "Hey budddd-dy" into conversation. In about eight years, the mainstream will glom on to the nostalgia of Monica Lewinsky as a comedic phenomenon, and they will start to appreciate the humor in laughing at Monica Lewinsky as humor. So unfunny topical humor becomes funny untopical humor, then unfunny untopical humor. Don't hold me to this prediction, of course, for these things are fickle.
This actually brings up an important point. Comic cycling can happen
instantaneously. Often, because we are so "aware," we make fun of
something while we are enjoying it. That only applies to certain things,
though, like anything very new or very old from Aaron Spelling. Melrose
Place was funny when it started, but has worn out its welcome. 90210, on
the other hand, stomped, spat and urinated on its welcome, and is now
once again funny. Love Boat: The Next Wave was never funny, not even as
a concept, but had it lasted three years it would have been funny. However,
if it had become like late-era Saved by the Bell, when everyone watched with
the same level of comic awareness, it wouldn't have been funny. I only refer to
SBTB to illustrate that even I fall prey to the confusion of comic
cycling, for I fully admit thinking it was cool to watch SBTB at exactly
the cultural moment when everyone else had the same idea. Part of the
problem is that we are no longer "allowed" to truly enjoy anything; we
must always be on our guard lest someone accidentally mistake us for
sincere and/or gullible idiots. There may never be another time in our
lives when we love a trend with uncynical abandon.
Before I lose the few people who have stuck around, let's put what we've
learned into practice.
Test Case #1
You loved Titanic but thought it was kind of silly. You heard a joke on
the Internet about Bill Clinton and Monica Lewinsky "going down" with the
ship. What do you do?
Nothing, especially since the red-alert terms Titanic, Bill Clinton, and
Monica Lewinsky are involved. Under no circumstances do you forward the
e-mail to your friends (unless, of course, you auto-forward it 800 times
to everyone on your mailing list, in which case you're either very funny
or a hugely annoying pest [often there is no discernible difference]).
Same goes for telling the joke. This is not appropriate water-cooler
conversation. My suggestion is to file the e-mail for a few years, then
when your new e-mail program can't translate it, make a generic joke
about Microsoft or e-mail and delete the file. Jokes about computers,
especially generic jokes, are always funny. What is a generic joke?
Something like, "Computers! Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em,
ha ha!" The "ha ha" is the difference between someone with no comedic
imagination and a very funny individual with an elaborate understanding
of advanced comic theory.
Test Case #2
You're in a meeting with your new boss, who may or may not be gay. What
do you do?
Most people wouldn't do anything. I probably wouldn't do anything. But
a comic genius with real balls would either start using the words "queer"
and "gay" as much as possible, in all possible contexts, and/or hint at a
liaison and if s/he takes the bait, stand him/her up so that the next
time you see him/her it's very uncomfortable and you are eventually fired
and file a sexual harassment lawsuit that goes to the Supreme Court and
causes a nuclear war in which 80 million people are killed. Now that's a
joke carried out to its maximum comic potential!
I suppose the above test cases only prove that it's very hard to come up
with realistic test cases to depict the advanced comic theory.
Standup Comedy and How it Does and Doesn't Work
The iron law of repetition also explains why most standup comedy flies in
the face of advanced comedy, with a few obvious exceptions. A standup
comic writes, let's say, ten jokes, and then repeats them endlessly.
Problem is, s/he repeats those ten jokes to a new audience every time.
And most of the time the jokes weren't that funny to begin with, but the
comic doesn't "get" that they're not funny, and they're probably trying
too hard anyway. The best comedy is immediate and fresh. Something
happens, and the comic responds. It's very hard to force the "something"
that happens, especially if you have the result already in mind. This
explains why Mel Brooks is almost invariably unfunny, although Mel Brooks
and Carl Reiner resurrecting the 2000 Year-Old Man bit is funny to think
about (but not to listen to). Why? Because as with everything there are
varying levels of comic value in effort. Zero effort, a.k.a. laziness,
is almost always funny, except when it's calculated laziness (like
wealthy young actors who rarely shower and live in filth out of some
misguided sense of aesthetics, and this means you, Ethan Hawke).
Moderate effort, on the other hand, is usually wasted. Nobody cared
about 'Til There Was You. It's not funny to talk about and you probably
don't even remember that it was a romantic comedy with Sarah Jessica
Parker (and I do NOT understand how anyone can think that woman is
attractive). When you exert moderate effort, you are making a choice to
kind of care. Not caring at all or caring way too much is always
better. Which is why excessive effort is far better than moderate
effort, and above even laziness in terms of comic value. The idea of Mel
Brooks and Carl Reiner spending hours and days to carefully update the
2000 Year-Old Man bit, then hiring lawyers and agents and publicists to
handle the contracts, the videos, the CD's, etc., all for a joke that
wasn't funny the first time around, is funny.
In standup, most comics put in moderate effort, and it shows. They are
nameless drones scouring their boring lives for momentary, unoriginal
"laffs." The ones who put in zero effort can be funny. But the comics
who put in excessive effort, they are often successful and sometimes even
funny. Steve Martin is a perfect example. As are Willie Tyler and
Lester, which is a funny act precisely because of the amount of effort
that goes into the misguided attempts at comedy. Being mistaken on a
huge scale is funny.
A white male friend mentioned to me that he had an idea in which he would
go onstage and talk about minorities in the most offensive possible
manner. He would talk about black people being stupid and lazy, how the
Jews should all move to New York, how the national hat for Mexico is the
hair net, etc. Anything generically offensive. He's afraid he'd spark a
riot, which would be funny, but physically dangerous (and comics are not
known for physical courage). I suppose if he confined his jokes to
cripples and retards, he'd have no problem.
The only way you could ever get me to do standup is if I first spent
years crafting a bit that would be epic in its misguided simplicity. I
had an idea about going up with a pile of notecards, the premise being
that it was my first time onstage and I had written each joke on a card
with the punch line on a separate card. The first thing I do when I get
up is drop all of the cards on the floor and spend the rest of the act
nervously trying to reconstruct my original jokes. But when you think
about it, could I really sustain an entire standup career based on one
very questionable gimmick? I suppose if that's the only gimmick I had,
and I confined myself to the same five jokes... Although if it failed
miserably and I went home in tears, it would be funny on another level,
but not to me.
The complexity of advanced comic theory is often baffling. It's way too
easy for even the masters to set up a situation that backfires horribly
and leads to the one thing all comedians hate: looking stupid. For the
entire point of comedy is to shield the comedian from ridicule and
hostility by generously providing ridicule and hostility first. Anything
that puts the comedian in a position of weakness is to be avoided at all
costs, as are all human emotions.
So you can see why I'm reluctant to do standup.