The Stooges are back and I am spinning in circles on the floor, whoo whooing.
Call it a guilty pleasure, call it typical male baseness, but I always loved the Stooges, Abbott and Costello and Laurel and Hardy. Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis were what I considered the last vestige of slapstick humour. Yes, Carol Burnett, Tim Conway, Harvey Korman and Vicki Lawrence deserve honourable mentions. But the Stooges… ahhh… now that’s comedy at its finest.
Mock me if you will, but I have only one thing to say. If you don’t get it, you are thinking too much. The Stooges are about pure, juvenile humour. They are slapping, poking and other hilarity. They are about getting away from the things that make us grit our teeth.
As a writer, and one that delves in the depth of emotions like fear, horror, loss, and love, you’d think I would have moved on from the Stooges. Far from it. They help shape my sense of humour. Sure, I don’t go around hitting people with hammer (although there are times when I want to), but I do still have a soft spot for physical humour. Believe it or not, there is an innocence to the Stooges that has stayed with me and hasn’t been diminished by the various biographies that painted a less than happy picture of the famous trio.
Lets face it, comedy has changed over the years. I won’t say evolved, because some of the supposed comedians today base their whole career on being that annoying guy/gal we want to hide from. (coughBenStillercough) And truthfully, are they any worse than the over-the-top antics of Jim Carrey? Are they any more annoying than the Dumb and Dumb film? Are they really worse than the JackA** films?
I have to say, the Farrlley Brothers did a fantastic job casting the movie. Of course Will Sasso did a good job as Curly, he was a no brainer for the role. But where the Farrelly’s earned my praise was their casting of Chris Diamantopoulos as Moe and most importantly Sean Hayes as Larry. Sophie Vergara and Jane Lynch held their own and showed of some impressive… hey wait a minute, get your heads out of the gutter, this is a kids show. I was going to say, comedic chops. Jane Lynch makes and excellent straight man…errr… woman and who knew Sophie Vergara could be so funny? And Larry David as a nun?? Brilliant!
I won’t say that The Stooges is going to win any awards, but quite often the movies I talk the most about, rarely ever do. They are mostly pleasant time fillers, moments when I can turn my brain off. B-movies. But I will watch it again. And I’ll watch all the extras the DVD or Blue-Ray will offer. I am also hoping they do a sequel and work in Shemp I’d watch that too.
So, move over wise guys, Moe is back in town. Whatever you do, don’t mention Niagara Falls…
Sorry for the crickets lately, folks, it’s been a busy summer and, unfortunately, a creatively stagnate one.
Stay tuned for the upcoming The Author’s Voice. I have a guest for Halloween and a special interview with James Dewar and Sue Reynolds; Teachers, Builders and Nurturers. It will be a must read for new writers and even seasoned pros.
Some Halloween reading recommendations for you, Vanishing Hope, by WCDR’s own Tobin Elliott, published by Burning Effigy Press, and The Nine Deaths of Dr. Valentine by John Llewellyn Probert, published by Spectral Press.