Well, sure, whether a performer can make it work is one thing and whether or not a given spectator will find it funny when it does work is one thing. But it's gotta be a means to an end, I think. It works best (for me) in the service of satire -- for Jerry Lewis, to take your example, in maybe "The Nutty Professor" or Pyton"s "Meaning of Life" or the Marx Bros. in "Duck Soup." They're not just pulling faces to pull faces, ya know? Not to mention that all of the aforementioned had enormous range, brains, and performance variety proven over many projects... whereas Ferrell just... doesn't. Maybe I'm preaching to the choir, and obviously we're off-topic. I'm just chatting now because I'm interested. But I don't think his presence has ever enhanced a movie experience for me. Even "Wedding Crashers," which was clever enough in spurts and breezy enough to keep my interest, came grinding to a halt as soon as he showed up... that shameless egotistical mugging. Ugh. I just have such a hard time wrapping me head around people who love him, especially after all these years of sameness.
One time I found him genuinely funny, back when he did Harry Caray on SNL in the late 90's. I don't think I've laughed at him since.
So, the book and music of ELF do nothing to buoy themselves on their own merits? I question the value of a text that depends on a particularly narrow interpretation to come off as not being a complete snore. That's sad.
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