Blazing Saddles

Blazing Saddlesⁱ is an excellent film about a nigger in the Wild West. That apparently had been taking so much LSD macerated in peyote as a preteen, the entire Sioux Nation was speaking Yiddish. This, incidentally, is not a joke. L'zn gyyn!

There are, in no particular order : bean fart visual gagsⁱⁱ, nazis (Hitler y compris, but they get rid of him after the bunker scene), Hedy Lamarr's tiny feet, assorted faggotry, an absolutely adowable Gene Wilder, proper use and care for capital equipment in harsh climate conditions, 15 or more schnitzengruben, and a whole lot of good taste (of not telling anyone we spoke about it). And everyone's a Johnson.

There's also slightly thinner fare - mostly centered around the Monthy Python problemⁱⁱⁱ, but what can one expect. It is altogether a jewel of a B movie, and if you've never seen it your mom's an uncle.

Then out of the sun rode a man with a gun
And Bart
Was his name
Yes, Bart was his name

PS. Hey, where da white women at ?

1. 1972, by Mel Brooks, with Gene Wilder [↩]
2. Gotcha, didn't I! [↩]
3. It is a long standing, well documented and thoroughly established fact that creative humour and punchlines are orthogonal endeavours, which is to say the more effort you expend into making your lines and gags sparkle with novelty, the hardest it is to ever come up with a proper punch line. Which is why they have to have policemen come to arrest the entire skit as a closer - there's just no way to close. Here, the particular way in which this arrest is implemented is ... through recursive 4th wall breaking. Just like... in every other case.

   Because really, there's no way out of the MPP - and if you wish to make a name for yourself, young man, don't go west, and don't go to one of those places where they tell naive young boys all about how smart they are so they stay put while getting touched in that manner (which is what "Venture Capitalism" actually is all about - just in case you're a country bumpkin and didn't already know). No, none of that. If you wish to make a name for yourself, find a way - preferably, a systematic way - out of this conundrum. That's the grand prize. [↩]