Viz – September 2019

(Greg DeLong) #1

Countdowntoourfunny


futureinOuterSpace... E


I


T IS NOW exactly fifty years since Neil Armstrong be-
came the first man to set foot on the moon, and his
“one small step” on the lunar surface back on July 20th
1969 has gone down as one of the most momentous
events in human history. But whilst no-one decries the bril-
liant feats of science, engineering and sheer bravery that
took those astronauts on their million-mile space adven-
turehalfacenturyago,itisperhapsnowtimetoadmitthat
the Apollo 11 mission wasn’t very funny.

Over the course of the entire eight-day voyage through space
to visit our nearest planetary neighbour, not a single memorable
gag was cracked by the three Apollo 11 astronauts or any of the
200-strong Mission Control team back in Houston. Even the crew’s
splash landing 900 miles southwest of Hawaii wasn’t played for
laughs, with the straight-faced spacemen missing every single op-
portunity to deliver side-splitting one-liners while being winched out
of the rolling NorthPacific and onto the deck of theSS Hornet.

What a wast if any
of today’s top pitus
or Michael McIntyre, had been crewing the iconic mission back in
1969, not only would Apollo 11 have been a voyage of inter-galac-
tic discovery, it would also have been a laugh a minute.

Justthinkofthehilariousgagsthatbig-bonedcomicJoBrandcould
havewovenoutofaweightlesswalkacrossthelunarsurface.Orthe
slapstick mayhem that knockabout funnymanLee Evans could have
wrought whilst capering about in the Sea of Tranquility, sweating
like a pig in a spacesuit that was two sizes too small for him. And
late madcap Hitler-impressions comedianFreddie Starr would cer-
tainly have had the Mission Control scientists splitting their sides at
their computer consoles as he cavorted about the lunar surface with
swastikas drawn on the legs of his spacesuit.

With plans now well advanced for NASA astronauts to re-visit the
moon within the next decade, let’s take a look at what preparations
are underway to make 21st century lunar missions much more ofa
laugh-fest than their dismal, po-faced 1960s predecessors.

A


NYONEwho’s been
to see a Whitehall
farce in aWest End
theatre will tell you thata
man’s trousers falling down is one
of the funniest things on earth.
But would it also be one of the
funniest things on the moon?
Scientists warn that the force of
gravity on the lunar surface is just
one sixth of that on our home
planet, meaning that once an
astronaut’s braces snapped, it
would take his spacesuit strides
up to five seconds to slowly drift to
the ground, revealing his bare legs
and the suspenders holding his
socks up. The joke would be tel-
egraphed a light year in advance,
and not even a fellow crewmem-
ber playing a descending note on
a helmet-bound swannee whistle
could make such a gag even
slightly amusing.

For this reason, NASA boffins are hard at work developing a pair of vertically elasticated
spacesuit trousers with a spring-loaded strap running down from the waistband to the astro-
naut’s socks. As soon as the astronaut’s braces give, his trick strides will be briskly yanked
down with six times the force of lunar gravity, mirroring the descent of their earth-bound coun-
terparts and thus guaranteeing a proper slapstick guffaw from the millions watching on TV.

E


VERYBODYremembers BasilFawlty’s gourmet night road-
side meltdown, when he hilariously attacked his conked-out
Austin 1100 with a branch. But the arid atmosphere of the
moon supports no vegetation of any kind, meaning than an as-
tronaut would have nothing to hand with which to launch a similar attack
should his Lunar Rover unexpectedly break down during an exploratory
mission across its desolate, crater-pocked surface.

Of course, the astronauts could take a suitable branch with them when
they blast off from earth, but then the audience would see it and the gag
would be ruined. Just like inFawltyTo wers back in the seventies, the joke
relies on the spaceman frustratedly running off camera and returning,
branch in hand, seconds later.

NASA intend to get round the problem by blasting a selection of suit-
able branches up to various locations around the moon well in advance.
When their Lunar Rover conks out, future astronauts can be confident
that, lying in a lunar crater nearby, they will immediately be able to lay
their hands on just the piece of leafy, bonnet-bashing foliage they need to
get a proper belly laugh from their frustrated antics.

EDY

Free download pdf