I was reading Roger Ebert's review of Cop Out this afternoon and his closing paragraph explained the mysterious dynamic of humor:
Years ago, at St. Joseph's Boys' Camp, there was this Chicago kid named Bob Calvano who was naturally hilarious around the campfire every night. Then I'd get up and flop with my memorized bits from Buddy Hackett records. "Ebert," he advised me kindly, "it isn't funny if you act like it's supposed to be funny. Act like you don't know." All I can do is pass along Calvano's advice.
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I couldn't agree more.
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