Word: slapstick
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Antics are light, with a minimum of slapstick. The two young lawyers have a bout with two judges on the golf course, flounder on the floor of Miss Smith's darkened room, and rejoice happily in their own lack of brilliance. The dialogue is rapid and restrained--a mild spoof on the pomp and powdered wigs which characterize the British legal fraternity...
...year's most hilarious movie. It will vastly amuse, if not stupefy, all who adore or detest television and the institution of advertising. Bearing virtually no kinship to George Axelrod's play of the same name, this Success, a happy direct descendant of custard-pie slapstick, is one of the silliest strings of sight-and-sound gags ever to jounce through the sober inhibitions of staid latter-day Hollywood. Producer-Director-Writer Frank Tashlin, a onetime Disney cartoonist and sketching fabulist (The Bear That Wasn't), plays the yarn strictly for laughs...
Died. Oliver Norvell ("Babe") Hardy, 65, chubby, splenetic half of the inseparable team of Laurel & Hardy, who churned out (1927-45) about 300 silent and talkie slapstick films (Babes in Toyland, Way Out West, The Devil's Brother, Blockheads) ; of the effects of a paralytic stroke he had in September, 1956; in North Hollywood. Georgia-born, bulbous Ollie sang on showboats while studying law, eventually wended his way via vaudeville villainry to Hollywood where he met (1919) skinny, sad-eyed Stan Laurel, onetime understudy to Charlie Chaplin. Two of America's few genuinely creative comedians, interested more...
...been minimized, and the scenes presented involve a minimum of physical action. The resulting emphasis on sheer ability to read poetry well suits the group's talents. But even in the final bit, the play-within-a-play from A Midsummer Night's Dream, entailing a certain amount of slapstick, the players do a fine...
...Minute's Wait, the longest and best of the lot, is a back-thwacking, shillyshally riot of slapstick. A train-a gruesome Irish hybrid of the Toonerville Trolley and a Long Island Railroad local -pulls into Dunfaill for a minute's stop. Its motley passengers immediately spill out into the station bar and some hilarious vignettes. To make room for a goat, a bewildered British couple are demoted from their first-class compartment into third, there to rub insensitive feelers with a slithering mess of outraged Irish lobsters. A sweater-girl (full-blown by Maureen Connell) snares...