Over at the Norbizness blog, which I hadn’t heard of before today for some reason, there’s a tournament of cinematic comedies going on. Perhaps this is an outgrowth of March Madness. Anyway, here’s the first round brackets, with my votes (too late to be recorded) in bold, plus some comments:
Monty Python’s The Life of Brian (1) vs. Heathers (8) — Tough one. Both are among my personal favorites.
Sullivan’s Travels (4) vs. Animal House (5)
Some Like It Hot (2) vs. Repo Man (7) — Another tough one. SLIH is one of the all-time greats, but Repo Man is just on a whole ‘nother level.
Blazing Saddles (3) vs. The General (6) — A no-brainer.
Modern Times (1) vs. Slap Shot (8) — Not quite a no-brainer.
Dr. Strangelove (4) vs. Trading Places (5) — Strangelove trounces TP, which wanted to be a Preston Sturges comedy but couldn’t stop being mean long enough to do so.
The Ladykillers [1955 Alec Guinness version] (2) vs. Dirty Rotten Scoundrels (7) — I haven’t seen Ladykillers, but DRS sucked.
Waiting for Guffman (3) vs. M*A*S*H (6)
Duck Soup (1) vs. To Be or Not to Be [1942 Jack Benny version] (8)
Caddyshack (4) vs. Royal Tennenbaums (5) — A mediocre movie redeemed by Bill Murray’s over-the-top incarnation of handyman Carl.
Airplane (4) vs. A Shot in the Dark (5) — You had to have lived through the ’70s disaster-movie craze to appreciate the genius of Airplane. I did.
The Philadelphia Story (3) vs. Office Space (6) — I like Office Space and I’m not even a huge Hepburn fan, but c’mon.
Annie Hall (1) vs. Bedazzled [Moore/Cook] (8) — another no-brainer.
Safety Last (4) vs. Hollywood Shuffle (5)
The Bank Dick (2) vs. South Park (7) — TBD = great comedy. SP = great satire. All other things being equal …
Raising Arizona (3) vs. The Incredibles (6) — It’s not that I buy all the Ayn Randian c— being spilled about The Incredibles; RA was simply a funnier movie.
Two comedic works notable by their absence (not sure whether they were eliminated in earlier rounds or were never in to begin with): Young Frankenstein and Used Cars. I also loved The Kings of Comedy — I laughed so hard during Steve Harvey’s Rae Carruth routine that I thought I was going to have a stroke, and my ribs hurt for days afterward — but since it’s a concert film rather than a true comedic movie (i.e., one with characters and a plot), I don’t guess it counts.