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Nix

Nix

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Do you find that the older you get, the less you seem to get enjoyment out of incongruity?

I still genuinely laugh and chuckle at amusing things, but often - even with dark humour - I find I can guess the pun before it's delivered. Things such as stand-up or one-liners on these very boards no longer have me laughing-out-loud, but rather raising a dry grin in acknowledgment as I recognise why it is funny rather than finding it funny.

I honestly think, the last time I had a hearty belly-laugh that caused tears of laughter was probably ten or so years ago. Since then of course, there are genuine moments where I'm amused and chortle my satisfaction, but the feel-good factor of that amusement has never been as rewarding as it was when I was younger.

If there is a link between age/experience and amusement, I believe it is one that our experience moots incongruity where humour, jokes, etc. tend to lie. Indeed, incongruity can even become predictable if our humour has shaped our very perspective to expect certain lines.

Likewise, I think that there is a relationship between seriousness and humour, as it is no secret that humour is a social coping mechanism to deal with the seriousness of life (the army for example, is well known for its brash and very dark humour and they are in the business of mortality.). However, that would imply that as the older we get, the less serious we become whereas I feel that the opposite may be the case which leads support heavily to the experience idea.

For example, I was watching the IT Crowd last night and the female lead walks out of the office, turns a corner and trips over comically into a homage to her person as one of the male characters had lied and said she was dead. I laughed because it was funny, and I knew it was funny. However, I didn't really gain enjoyment from the laughing, if that possibly makes any sense.

So OcUK, I turn to you: is this something that you've experienced too? I'm not incapable of really finding things amusing, but it seems like I've almost become numb to the incongruity itself - perhaps overloaded with too much humour - and those moments of genuine sincere joy are now few and far between and interestingly tend to derrive from personal social interaction as opposed to outrageous script-writing.
 
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I think the only link is experience, the older you get the more you heard it all before. Although Nix at 24, you are a little young to be so cynical.
 
I remember at school I would regularly cry with laughter with my mates when messing about in lesson and stuff. It still happens but just not as often :)
 
My sense of humour hasn't changed that much, if at all. I am a fan of anything that makes me laugh, be it clever humour or stupid childish humour.

Currently I am listening to The Collings and Herrin podcasts from their 10 show stint at the Edinburgh Fringe last month. Juvenile humour and I love it. Not as good as AIOTM though.
 
Farts still make me laugh, all the way from an elephant to an angry woman who doesn't want the world to know that she grunted while bending over trying to do her shoe laces.

At the end of the day if the jokes 'new' enough or well timed, very situational ('you had to be there'), delivered with aplomb then it can work.

I think the level of humour has increased with ze internet but it's still roughly all there. As we get older the number of things we find novel just decease.

Either that or you're a miserable git.
 
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Good post, Nix. What the hell's it doing here?! :D

When answering the age-old question "What's the secret of comedy?", the usual wheeled-out response is, of course, "Timing" [or the more 'hilarious' "... ... timing"].

I remember Dara O'Briain, of all people, challenge this; he asserted the belief that the secret of comedy is, in fact, anticipation. The more I've thought about it, the more obvious it is that he's correct.

The basis of a great deal - if not all - of humour is the production of something unexpected. The pull-back-and-reveal ["...and then I got off the bus"], incongruous situations/characters, something other than the matter-of-fact "...to get to the other side". All rely on confounding expectation.

But of course as you get older, your experience broadens, so you are able to second-guess the 'unexpected' punchlines. You anticipate an increasing number of responses to a given situation; the window to be surprised and amused is that bit narrower.

This anticipation can, of course, be played upon for more sophisticated comedy - see John Thompson's excellent 'Bernard Right-On' character* - but the principle is exactly the same, even if it demands a higher level of experience to appreciate.

That, with my armchair psychologist hat firmly donned, is why you find yourself laughing more at social instances as you get older. They're almost always unanticipatable. No time to second-guess, or compile a list of possible endings - it's already happened and your lightning-fast brain has already told your gut to react appropriately.

Couple that with the observation that comedy is amplified when in a group, for some primal reason - you only have to watch a much-loved Blackadder DVD on your own, then watch it yet again the day after with a group of mates to notice a difference in the way you react - and those go a long way to explaining your own observations, Nix.

But anyway. As Barry Cryer pointed out:

"Analysing comedy is like dissecting a frog. Nobody laughs and the frog dies."

So don't worry about it.


* To use a GD favourite: Two nuns in the shower. One says "Where's the soap?", The other one replies "it's over there next to the sponge. Are you blind?"
 
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I have to say that i have the same problem as the OP and im 18. I find many jokes that i would have laughed at are no longer funny to me, it now takes real dark humor to make me laugh now.
 
I honestly think, the last time I had a hearty belly-laugh that caused tears of laughter was probably ten or so years ago.

I get ya. Certain amount of this is down to maturity and growing older I think. The OcUK Photoshop threads keep me going but :D Have a few mates as well who I wouldn't be without. They manage to make me laugh at things I would otherwise think quite serious about.
 
I'm currently entertaining the thought that perhaps as we age our coping mechanisms become better suited and able to deal with life. If we accept that a sense of humour is fundementally a coping mechanism in itself, that our sense of humour becomes much less of a much needed cushion as we have more complex and better suited mechanisms for dealing with the world. Thus, it's not as prevalent.
 
I remember Dara O'Briain, of all people, challenge this; he asserted the belief that the secret of comedy is, in fact, anticipation. The more I've thought about it, the more obvious it is that he's correct.

I thought the secret of comedy was in fact being funny.
 
I thought the secret of comedy was in fact being funny.

What is being funny though? Jokes and comedy derive their 'funnyness' from their ability to misdirect people or have them make connections they weren't already immediately aware of. Things are funny because they're incongruous. Incongruity then, is all about timing or anticipation.
 
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sounds to me like you haven't seen the "strange kid singing" then..

it will revive your faith in original humour..
 
I think these things have cycles sometimes.

Sure, read the Beano now and it's hard to see the funny - the jokes are just too plain obvious - but it had me in fits of giggles as a child. However now, seeing a small child rolling around on the floor in laughter to something waaaaay below your own sense of humour comes around to being funny again.

I remember when a load of friends and I first discovered that weird mechanism where you get 'jokes' which aren't jokes at all - but end up being funny because you got a straight answer when you were expecting a 'funny' one.
For example, what's red and looks like a bucket? A red bucket.
Rubbish, I know, but roaringly funny when you're about 9 years old and expecting a 'proper' punchline!

My favourite along those lines (must be done in a set, deadpan, for some reason):
"What's pink and fluffy? Pink fluff.
What's brown and sticky? A stick.
What's white and silly? A windowsill."

I heard that about 5 years ago and LOVED it (I'm nearly 27)!

As we grow up I think the 'naughty' jokes get us (not just sex based, but sexist, racist, homophobic, about the disabled, midgets, dead babies, cancer, aids etc.) because it's /so/ tabooooooooo.


Oh, but THE last thing to have me in proper laughter happened last night. Sat on a picnic bench outside a pub, 5 of us. One on the side which had 2 people left, leaving 3 on one side, one ont'other, being too lazy to shift round.

The single one on the other side went to go to the loo, and about 30 seconds later, one or two of the 3 left must have leaned backwards because all of a sudden the entire bench and its drinks were coming to meet up in the face and we were teetering wildly between being sat nicely and having our backs on the cobbled ground.

Thankfully my bloke managed to get himself up (us two girls could no longer reach the floor with our feet) and the bench crashed back down to the ground the right way up (phew!) and I started to laugh as I was so surprised and amused by the whole thing (having escaped a bruised bum), despite being covered in beer....


..stuff like that - would be lame in a comic book, or on a sketch show - but wonderfully unexpected and funny at first hand. Brilliant.
 
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