But I can be forgiven for thinking it is the greatest comic
novel ever. Just listen to some of the critical accolades printed on the cover:
Washington Post: “A
corker, an epic comedy, a rumbling, roaring avalanche of a book.”
New York Times: “nothing
less than a grand comic fugue.”
New York: “An
astonishingly original and assured comic spree.”
Here’s how you know the book is not that funny; when every
single glowing review is written in the least funny way possible. People who
know funny never say things like “grand comic fugue” or “assured comic spree.”
Imagine you heard someone talk like this in real life:
“Hey, you know who you should invite to the party? Dave. Yeah,
Dave. Why? Because he is a grand comic fugue.”
or
“Look, I know the divorce was tough, but you gotta get back
out there. I’ll introduce you to my neighbor Alice. She’s an assured comic
spree.”
Any guy in his right mind would hitch a ride on the space
shuttle to avoid a date with a woman sold him to him as an assured comic spree. And no one who
knows funny would ever say “grand comic fugue.” Or corker. You know when you
say corker? When you’re making fun of someone who doesn’t know how to describe
comedy.
Now contrast those pretentious accolades with the original New York Times review of This Is Spinal
Tap; the greatest comedy of all time:
Not a single moronic line about it being a corker, an important
film that elevates our national wit, or a cherry-topped comic dessert for those
with a comedic sweet tooth. Probably because Spinal Tap is actually funny.
Not only are lines like "assured comic spree" obnoxious; they
don’t actually describe anything. AT ALL. An assured comic spree gives no useful
indication of the book’s tone or approach. It’s like calling a metal album loud.
Yeah thanks, Professor. I’ll be sure to read your book on post-colonial tinnitus
to help me figure out that Black Sabbath isn’t whispery.
Critics are frequently useless, and are nearly always
useless when it comes to writing about funny. And unfortunately, comedians and
comedy writers are always the least listened to when it comes to the topic of
comedy. For some reason Katie Couric is allowed to tell Jerry Seinfeld what
comedy means in the aftermath of 9/11. After all, what does Seinfeld know about
anything? He’s just a comedian.
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A Confederacy of Dunces is every bit as funny as the average Joyce Carol Oates novel.
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