The other sense. The one of humour.
Sense of humour. I'm often wondering about its nature, its natures. Its cultures.
What makes a person has a sense of humour I share, or not. Why or what for some people handle with ease and others are totally impervious to any form of humor.
That little extra something that makes the same joke told by two different people can be funny, or not.
In humour too the issuer would be at least as important as the message?
The point is subject to change at any time without prior notification, but seems to follow a few rules:
- Humour is a magnifying mirror, often a timeless caricature/reflect of societies, identities and human natures. A liar who told the truth. In all languages, though sometimes untranslatable.
- Humour is a demanding master: he teaches to listen to, reversal and open perspectives.
Double-entendre, disambiguation, homophony, destabilization are disguises puns of the reality. He also teaches to enunciate disguised criticism more easily acceptable. An exit door to remain respectful while being firm in the message to give.
I have often thought, without risking regards from the seriousness and pontifiants specialists, that Lacan was undoubtedly the most misunderstood showman.
And I sometimes "re-understand" long after finesses which until then were "invisible" to me by lack of culture. It is a doll pullout or an onion we peel, until tears of laughter. - Humour is more spice than food. Nothing more indigestible as the bitter pun, overdosed laughters or perpetual sad clowns. Since my childhood I was raised with "Rire, c'est gai-rire" -- untranslatable pun, but still at homeopathic doses. Because there is a time for every thing.
A time to laugh and a time to be serious. Without taking seriously. The border is probably somewhere between these two extremes.
For all these reasons, I find the video made by Crunchgear's Nicholas & Gabriel Deleon quite talented, despite of a more than tendentious context. Without doubt it has been done with an intention: to laugh with, and not laugh at. As for the rest, that indefinable element of mystery that escapes the dissection and that we call talent. Finding the right tone, which will push the limits of bad taste to give a good laugh instead. It's not that often, and when that happens, c'est si bon.
Warning : This video is based upon a part of a movie rated R, The Downfall. You may find it offending. Real dialogues in German aren't funny at all. To me the parody is. Because the parody is about twitter. Not about Hitler. Here is the blurred and personal border which defines the nature of the felt emotional burden. Funny or disgusting.
