I didn't mean to imply that I didn't enjoy seeing them (those alligator farm sequences were certainly something!), just saying YMMV, and I wouldn't expect more than a small percentage of today's film students to do more than tolerate them, if that. Of course all of us on Nitrateville are also "historical curiosities" and not always so amusing as Mack Sennett, so early Sennett rarities (or Vitagraph or Kalem or even late 20s Weiss Brothers) are exactly what we're often looking for (even if they're simply to see as a fellow historical curiosity). Still can't wait to order the Blu-ray release!
I don't know what todays film students might tolerate (in fact, I'm not sure how many of today's film students I tolerate), but the Sez You still sticks Chris. I find quite a lot of Sennett Comedies damn funny thank you very much, and audiences I run them for do the same (and oddly enough, a lot of modern-day kids still get them as well and laugh their heads off). They get more and more surreal as they go on, but Ford Sterling's performances in the early ones are delightful, and the accusations of his comedy style being crude is baloney, and the accusations of his being over the top, well----Duh, kinda the point ain't it, but it is completely calculated and achieves exactly the effect he and Sennett want. Thats why he really kills me when he spoofs his own acting style in the "film within a film" we see in MABELS DRAMATIC CAREER. by going even over his usual over the topness, a total personal comment on his own style.
What I love about the Sennett Modus Operandi, and many of it's impersonators and toppers, including Ham and Bud, is the concept that, okay, we're going for blunt crassness,let's see how blunt we can be, and then the numerous variations and subleties to be found within exploiting that crassness. I love ideas like the Father and Son Villains in CURSES-THEY REMARKED(1914), passing on the Family Business of Nastiness, or Chester Conklin's communicating to the camera his intentions during his search for a Holiday Turkey in the upcoming A BIRD'S A BIRD (1915) that the Family Cat might just fill the bill (as he sharpens his knife on the Cat's Tail). Or Josef Swickard as the undertaker in AMBROSE'S FIRST FALSEHOOD (1914), the whole film itself a blue print for Laurel and Hardy's SONS OF THE DESERT (1933), kindly consoling lovely assumed widow MInta Durfee, but also going for a quick kiss as he moves in fast on a potential future conquest. or the Baby with the Bomb in the Basket in A LIFE IN THE BALANCE (1913), brilliant, original, funny as hell and very surreal images that stick with you.
So sorry Chris, I don't take the word of yourself,or a lot of the Nitrateville population, depressive lonely film historians sitting alone at home watching these films daring them to make them crack a smile as they spend more time watching for blemishes and bugs or checking the speed rate than they do enjoying themselves, or the humourously-challenged Cinecon audience to determine whether these films are funny or not. The rest of us folk seem to laugh at em just fine, even a near-Century later, and plan to continue to. So There.
But hey, thanks for the WEISS-O-RAMA plug, you got those right.
RICHARD M ROBERTS