Influences, Part II: The Marx Brothers

I first saw the Marx Brothers courtesy of a Buffalo TV station—one of them used to broadcast old comedies on Sunday mornings. I think I saw their first swansong, The Big Store (1941), first, and despite it not being their finest work, I was hooked by Groucho, Harpo, and Chico.

If you’ve never seen the Marx Brothers before, I’d recommend watching their movies in chronological order (The Cocoanuts (1929) and Animal Crackers (1930) are adaptations of their Broadway shows). If you want to jump in head first, start with the next 3 Paramount movies, Monkey Business (1931), Horse Feathers (1932), and Duck Soup (1933). The start of the downfall is their first MGM movie, A Night at the Opera (1935). With Zeppo in tow, the boys attacked high society with a zeal that must have been like what the Sex Pistols did to music in 1977.

I like the Four Marx Brothers a bit better than the trio—Zeppo adds something that is missed in their later movies. As a wooden parody of the male love interest, his scenes in Monkey Business are pretty good (“the trees are lovely” while escorting a lovely lady around the deck of an ocean liner is my favourite Zeppo line and scene). He doesn’t do much in the other movies other than help move the exposition along (one scene in The Cocoanuts features him doing nothing other than saying “yes” to Groucho).

I initially liked Harpo the most—he’s an amazing clown, and with his silent act he gets in some great physical business. Alone or with Chico or Groucho, he gets a lot done, with the most visibly anarchic attitude. Harpo was a force of nature.

I think Chico’s best scenes are those where he plays with Harpo as they try to pull some scam on someone, usually Margaret Dumont (they do some great physical comedy together, such as the effort to escape from the gamblers in Horse Feathers or stealing a painting in Cocoanuts). I also like Chico’s scenes with Groucho as they mangle the language and the logic of language. The Chico-Groucho scenes are the ones most remembered (the contract scene in Opera, the map scene in Monkey Business, and the Why a Duck scene in Cocoanuts). Chico is a great con artist, ignorant and sometimes stupid, but shrewd enough to fleece you without you knowing it.

Groucho is probably the best-known brother today, and his machine-gun delivery and non-sequiter style still influences comedy today. Groucho would have been a great standup comedian if he were born into this era.

The greatest Marxist scenes involve all four (or three) brothers: the stateroom scene in Opera, the passport scene in Monkey Business, the speakeasy sequence or the lecture in Horse Feathers, for instance.

At Paramount, the Brothers were the romantic male leads—the leading lady was either Margaret Dumont or Thelma Todd. Both of these actresses were great comediennes, and the Paramounts would not have been the same without them. Todd, a gifted physical and verbal comedian, holds her own against Groucho in two of the Paramounts, playing a sexy femme fatale. Dumont, matronly and stuffy, represents the upper class and spends her time (and in some of the MGM’s) as the target of Groucho’s half-hearted efforts to woo her money into marriage. In both cases, you don’t expect the romance to last long after the movie ends as the boys move onto their next scam.

At MGM, the Brothers became the helpers for the romantic leads, and the movies aren’t the same. Although they were never as sentimental as Chaplin was, the later movies don’t have the same bite to them as the early ones. By giving up the role of the male lead, the boys became secondary to the plot. MGM wanted to sell tickets to women by featuring more romance, so you can blame your great-grandmother for it all.

Still, a bad Marx Bros. movie is better than no Marx Bros. movie….

The Young Ones

Ask us who our biggest influences are, and we’ll likely include The Young Ones near the top of the list, along with the Marx Brothers, Laurel & Hardy, Abbott & Costello, Rush, etc.

We often have to explain who The Young Ones are—the show didn’t run here in Canada until the 1990’s, long after they’d left the air in the U.K., and only on MuchMusic, Canada’s music video channel, at weird hours. The show centred on four college roommates (a revolutionary poet, a punk, a hippie, and a con artist) who, for me, personified the punk aspects of the new wave of British comedy in the late 70’s and early 80’s.

For more information about the show and its place in the history of comedy, check out this Wikipedia article.

I once worked with a real-life anarchist, and he was the one who recommended The Young Ones to me. I bought a VHS tape of the first 3 or 4 episodes, and I loved it. I eventually got all four tapes to complete the collection.

So why The Young Ones?

First, the show is very funny. I still laugh after many repeated viewings. Like all great comedy, it’s not predictable, and the inherent friction between the four main characters drives the show and the comedy. The Young Ones was my first forays into the 80’s new wave of British comedy, so it was as refreshing to me as Monty Python’s Flying Circus was when as a kid I saw the reruns on PBS.

Second, for a TV show, there was a lot of physical comedy. TV relies heavily on the verbal branch of comedy, so I’m always pleased when I see good physical comedy on a TV show (Three’s Company, for instance, is one old show I’ve rediscovered as a great source of slapstick—John Ritter was one of the greats). In its day, the usual grim types criticized The Young Ones for the cartoonish violence, as was Rik Mayall and Ade Edmundson’s earlier work with as the Dangerous Brothers. But the violence is so over the top that a small child can tell that it wasn’t real or to be emulated. Rick embeds a pick ax in Vyvyan’s skull, yet Vyvyan survives. Vyvyan is the most violent, frequently using his trusty cricket bat to restore or destroy order, but he resorts to using frying pans and even a window to punish Neil, the hippie, for being himself. The Young Ones were so physical that there were a lot of master shots and medium shots to capture the action, and very few closeups as you find with most verbal comedy. As a result, the show often feels like a filmed stage play rather than a sitcom.

Third, the structure of the episodes was disjoined and surreal. The A-plot revolved around that week’s adventure with the four main characters, but it the writers weren’t afraid to make the plot somewhat non-linear, such as “Bambi” where the boys conduct a mission to the laundromat, then hop on a train to be on a gameshow. The writers also interrupted frequently with cutaways and brief b-plots. The diversions varied, ranging from live action scenes to the use of puppets (including Vyvyan’s pet hamster Special Patrol Group as well as skating vegetables, a shark, filmmaking flies, and cannibalistic rats). The live action scenes usually segued between scenes of the main plot and had nothing to do with the rest of the show. My favourite is the Narnia parody in “Flood.” Alexei Sayle would also appear, as their landlord Jerzy Balowski or one of Balowski’s relatives, and do a standup bit, sing a song about his Doc Martins (“Oil”), or even become part of the A-plot. The structure reflects how they wrote the scripts: Ben Elton would take the material Rik Mayall and Lise Mayer had written together and incorporate it into the material he’d written, making for a melding of styles, plots, and ideas. This was no American sitcom with a strong A-plot supported by a comic-relief B-plot.

The Young Ones was a big influence on our first video effort, Babysitters. We wrote the script separately—Mullet was two time zones away that summer—so we unknowingly emulated the way the writers worked on the show.

The Young Ones’ spirited anarchy puts it in the same part of town as the Marx Brothers. They attack the status quo with a glee and energy that draws the audience in—you find yourself rooting for them. It’s classic outsider humour—us versus them—and we identify with the outsiders in this case. The four leads are all poor (except maybe Mike who seems to be running some sort of underworld empire at times), and they end the series as homeless bank robbers on the run. They follow the tradition of the Marx Brothers, who frequently played penniless immigrants who conned their way into the halls of the wealthy.

Even when they are shown amongst their fellow students, the Young Ones maintain their outsider status. The party they host in “Interesting” reveals Rick to be awkward in a social situation. Later, Rick is mocked by a bomb-plotting anarchist after he discovers Rick is just a posturing rebel. Vyvyan’s friends are violent punks, the extreme outsiders, yet he admits he’d like to join the police force. Neil’s hippy friends seem the most like him, but in another episode, “Cash,” he becomes a police officer and arrests them at another party. Mike is the only one to not have outside friends shown in the episodes, but he seems to be the most connected of the group (has employees running a roller disco, got Bambi a TV commercial job, and is blackmailing the dean).

The Young Ones has a strong political streak, with frequent references to Margaret Thatcher’s government. Being Canadian, I can easily substitute “Thatcher” for “Mulroney,” and I immediately remember a time when a conservative government polarized the country during the economic and political turmoil as well as the Cold War rumblings of the 1980’s. The show contains the uncertainty and pessimism of the early 80’s quite well.

When The Young Ones first aired in 1982, the top sitcoms here in North America were Family Ties and Cheers, alongside existing shows like MASH, Buffalo Bill, and Webster.
When the second series of The Young Ones ran in 1984, Who’s the Boss, AfterMASH, and Night Court were starting out here. None of these shows were anything like The Young Ones, so it’s little wonder that the show didn’t air here until long after—and on specialty cable channels. Fox apparently made a pilot for an adaptation of the show with only Nigel Planer crossing the Atlantic, but the network decided not to make it a series.

Next time, a rambling look at another Mayall/Edmondson collaboration, Bottom.

Script Deadline Day, Inspiration for Writing

Blog Mar 16/07

“I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by”
--Douglas Adams

My self-imposed deadline for having the scripts done, March 15th, has come and gone. Are the scripts ready? Nope. But I have started 4 more since the last blog entry, so I’m still, sort of, on track to get to my goal of 12 scripts by March 15th. I have 11 first-draft scripts done.
Did I slack off? Not much, but with a live appearance, our first 30-minute gig, an impending move, a stubborn chest cold… the scripts fell by the wayside. The gig has renewed our interest in doing live shows again, so after we see how San Diego is going, we’re adding a variety show to the list of things to do.
Meanhwile, with the shorts, I’ve had several sources of inspiration in the last couple of weeks. First, I’ve been rewatching my small collection of Laurel & Hardy shorts. Second, I bought a book, DV Rebel’s Guide, by Stu Maschwitz. Third, I’ve been reviewing my favourite videos online, particularly Channels 101 and 102.
The L&H shorts are great, and it’s been instructive to see how they build a gag, top it, top it again, and then build to the next gag, forwarding the plot as they go. If there’s anything that seems dated by today’s standards, it’s the pacing, but comedies even 10 years ago aren’t as fast as they are now, much less those from the 1930’s.
The DV Rebel’s Guide is designed for the no-budget, “action flick” filmmaker, but most of it applies to any no-budget filmmaker. It’s a solid book, and I realize I need to buy AfterEffects given all the enhancements Maschwitz explains you can do to a DV short with AE –there goes the postproduction budget…. I’ve been stumbling through Apple’s Motion lately, but I do have an ancient copy of AE 3.0 I got to know when I first got into video. That AE 3.0 has followed me from my original Mac, an 8600, through my G4 and now in my trusty G5. Good thing I still have Classic mode and didn’t go for a new Mac yet again.
In any event, DV Rebel’s has inspired a space capsule script called “Space” (I’m maintaining our tradition of keeping to one-word titles, although the eventual title will be Miller & Mullet in Space, should it be one of the lucky scripts put into production, so the one-word working title keeps it easy).
The videos I’ve been watching from the wonderful world of the internet are mostly from Channel 101 and Channel 102. From 101, I rewatched the Cosby shorts, Laser Fart, the ‘Bu, Classroom, Yacht Rock, Fire Guys, the 2 Magic Touched Me series, and Ringwald & Molly, plus the various David Hartman shorts (Magick Haus being my favourite).
From 102, I’ve downloaded Gemberling, Cakey, and Jesus Christ Supercop, among others. Channel 102 has a higher rate of attrition than 101, and the shows are much more uneven from month to month –101 is more consistent with 2-3 really good shows each month. Maybe 101 benefits from the concentration of writing/performing talent in L.A., but I’d think that New York could match them in no-budget video. But, if our shorts turn out as well as they do on either 101 or 102, I’ll be happy.
One problem I’ve run into when trying to write is that I just don’t want to, at some level, write for a character that was developed largely through improv and clown techniques. I’ve never mastered memorizing lines, and I usually have flashbacks to horrid French classes where I struggled to conjugate and translate… by trying to memorize.
So, now armed with self-knowledge and some renewed inspiration, I have blocked out some new plots. Despite being behind schedule, I’m only pushing into time I’d set aside for preproduction, which means rewriting.
The weather’s still too unpredictable (and cold) to shoot outdoors, so we’ll likely end up shooting in late April, May, and June. I’ll need July to do post and put the DVD together, which is okay because shooting in July in Toronto means trying to shoot in the hot muggy weather that plagues Great Lake cities in the summer. Our interiors are easy enough to schedule, and I think I recall thinking we should shoot one in March, but Mullet’s still slaving away on the script for issue 2 of the comic book, so it’s probably best that we don’t go until April.
As of last night, I had 11 scripts, all first drafts. For the next 2 weeks, I’ll be writing, rewriting, and polishing (hopefully turds into diamonds, or something like that).