B F G ! Big Friendly Giant is Big Funny Talker

Adult Convo
Lalo Alcaraz

I recently saw a summer movie I loved, mostly for its language. And that language was English. “THE B F G” is a Disney movie for all ages which I recommend you see. British actor Mark Rylance plays the lead, a “Big Friendly Giant” (BFG) and his character is constantly playing with the English language in a fractured, goofy way. Seeing the film sent me to its source, the book written by Roald Dahl. As author, Dahl invented the words the B F G comes up with. Here’s a section where the B F G, after offering her something called a snozzcumber for lunch, explains to his new friend Sophie why he uses funny words:

 

‘Do we really have to eat it?’ Sophie said.

‘You do unless you is wanting to become so thin you will be disappearing into a thick ear.’

‘Into thin air,’ Sophie said. ‘A thick ear is something quite different.’

Once again that sad winsome look came into the B F G’s eyes. ‘Words,’ he said, ‘is oh such a twitch-tickling problem to me all my life. So you must simply try to be patient and stop squibbling. As I am telling you before, I know exactly what words I am wanting to say, but somehow or other they is always getting squiff-squiddled around.’

‘That happens to everyone,’ Sophie said.

‘Not like it happens to me,’ the B F G said. ‘I is speaking the most terrible wigglish.’

‘I think you speak beautifully,’ Sophie said.

‘You do?” cried the B F G, suddenly brightening. ‘You really do?’

‘Simply beautifully,’ Sophie repeated.

‘Well, that is the nicest present anybody is ever giving me in my whole life!’ cried the B F G. ‘Are you sure you is not twiddling my leg?’

‘Of course not,” Sophie said. ‘I just love the way you talk.’

‘How wondercrump!’ cried the B F G, still beaming. ‘How whoopsey-splunkers! How absolutely squiffling! I is all of a stutter.’

 

Using Funny Words

BFG makes a conversation fun, doesn’t he? Throwing in a twisted word is like a quick little tickle to his friend Sophie and she finds it beautiful. To the reader, it comes off like a surprise slap to the brain’s funny bone. You look at the word longer while trying to decipher its meaning.

When you add something wondercrumpish like the B F G does to his sentences, you are being more playful with the language. Children do this all the time, inventing words by mistake. (This is part of the appeal of author Roald Dahl who makes it fun for young readers with his funny characters.)

When you try it in conversation, it can be a witty wake-up call telling your companions, “Here’s something different. Listen to THIS!”

Tips

Next time you’re out a a restaurant, order the “ankle steak.” Whaaa? Sounds like something from a very different part of the cow don’t it?  Or how about trying the “Macabre Salad” instead of a Cobb Salad? Watch children squirm with delight. Does that mean you want a dark and scary salad? Not really, it’s a learning moment, to teach the meaning of the word macabre.

When you play with words while conversing, you get into the moment. When you toss in a goofy word, you change the moment. The listener has to stop and think about the sentence. Maybe ask a question about the word. Soon the teaching work blends together with play beautifully. (Ah, such a secret engagement!)

Making such a play in your conversation makes room enough so that ensuing conversation can become as big as your subject, big as your imagination. When you invent and explore this way, you will find interesting people interested in playing with you, too. I guarantee ya!

Quick example: the original title for this blog was “PLEASED TO MEET ME.” It is not only the title of a Replacements rock-and-roll record * — but it twists (a BFG squiff-squiggle?) around the words you would normally expect, which are: “Pleased to meet you.” Whatever does that mean? “Pleased to meet me.” I see it as a folk journalist’s attempt to engage with a subject on such a new, enlightening, or surprising level, they were glad you happened to come along!

I once began a radio report, about L.A. high schoolers being forced by the “No Child Left Behind” law to sign up for the draft, this way: “In our local high schools, the student opt-out rate is soaring.” Here I was playing on, “drop out rate.” Journalists do this all the time, trying to “capture the ear” and make the listener listen more closely to the sentence.

So just as playing with other people back-and-forth brings a folk journalist his greatest pleasure, you too can turn into a merry mythemagician the next time you find yourself cruising the old conversation station for a cuppa chit chat. Add to the mix that extra brew ‘yo, you’ll find your references soon a-flying like postmodern posts, leaving you and your partner laughing it off and changing your world one conversation at a time!

 

Bonus

Check out these Word Smithies:

“Words are the world we live in. Locution Locution Locution.” Wittgenstein

Groucho Marx once said, about to go up as the elevator door closed, “Men’s tonsils, please.” **

Modern Hebrew is like Elizabethan English. Its a marvelous instrument. I’ve even been able to invent new words where none existed before by joining certain words. Amos Oz

 

The Firesign Theatre, perhaps the greatest American comedy group, has nothing but fun with the English language: “It’s hotter than a heater in hell’s mouth in King’s Nose, Pennsylvania.” For even funnier and more accurately quoted big funny goodies from them, checkoutwww.firesigntheatre.com/

And speaking of funny conversationalists, enjoy the master (referenced above in an elevator):

 

 

Other References

* The Replacements record album  http://www.allmusic.com/album/pleased-to-meet-me-mw0000195442

** From the book BRIEF ENCOUNTERS by Dick Cavett, Henry Holt 2014  http://www.nytimes.com/2014/12/21/books/review/dick-cavett-by-the-book.html?_r=0

 

And one more from THE BFG by Roald Dahl

‘What happens when a giant dies?’ Sophie asked.

‘Giants is never dying,’ the B F G answered. ‘Sometimes and quite suddenly, a giant is disappearing and nobody is ever knowing where he goes to. But mostly us giants is simply going on and on like whiffsy time-twiddlers.’

www.roalddahl.com

 

 

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PoMo ConVo

PoSt MoDeRn CoNvERsaTiOnS

WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT WHAT WE TALK ABOUT LIKE WE NEVER TALKED ABOUT IT BEFORE

 

sketch by Flash Rosenberg
sketch by Flash Rosenberg

My compliments to the ocean.

Dick Cavett in a restaurant after being served a nice piece of fish.

 

A good folk journalist makes for a good emcee. Like Mr. Cavett, bringing the table together. A Master of Ceremonies. Bring on the Fun Conversations. That’s me!

How does one speak MC ?

Here’s one thing to try: Offer remarks that bring the most amount of people together at one time:

“Well, it looks like introductions are in order!”

“Did you make that yourself?”

“What’s your sign?” (Mine is Slippery When Wet. Thanks to Wavy Gravy for this.)

 

From “Twentieth Century Etiquette, An Up-To-Date Book For Polite Society” by Annie Randall White

So are you ready to emcee yourself?

[See QUICK OPENERS, DECEMBER 7 2015 for Paul Sills’ advice: “Encourage the laggards.”]

Expert Catherine Blythe suggests in her book The Art of Conversation aiming for about four minutes before cutoff. No longer than that. Keep that convo moving, “like a good game of Frisbee.” Otherwise, she says, it becomes boring — I mean, people and their freakin’ monologues, right?

http://www.amazon.com/The-Art-Conversation-Neglected-Pleasure/dp/1592404979

Q: What is having to listen to somebody talk for fifty minutes and not getting paid?

A: The opposite of therapy!

How does a folk journalist avoid that happening?

A lot of people get into conversations just to let you know who they are. They have no interest in you. (Hard to believe, right?) So why bother listening to them playing the same tape made-to-impress? And how to get an edge in word-wise and actually have conversations with people who talk a lot?

Folk journalists know that wrangling the ego of such a talker takes semi-masterful talk techniqueing. So here’s how to enjoy listening to them, even as they go on and on ad infinitum.

The growing field of Ethnomonology* is here. Finally!

Taught online usually, for profit, and soon to be a major growth industry, ETM teaches that humanity’s monologues may actually teach us about said person rattling saying along. There’s the guy who narrates his lives as he goes through it. Often you see him with ear buds and a phone, describing what corner he’s approaching (BEING HERE THEN!). He often uses Elmore Leonard’s “marijuana tense”** which author Martin Amis describes as dialogue using a present participle that creates a hazy sort of meandering now: “Bobby saying,” and then the dialogue follows.

If this seems difficult to handle, don’t despair. Think this is hard — try living in Papua, New Guinea; at least one tribe there speaks in 17 different tenses.

Languages of Papua: http://www.ethnologue.com/country/PG/languages

 

Say Whaaa?
LBJ giving me an earful

 

“You get my drift?”

– I’m following your smoke.

Still however, you may find yourself learning very little by listening. Nothing, maybe?

When walking with such individually-linked to themselves lingua leaders, remember this: Out amongst his own self, desiring nothing more than to be marveled at/gazed upon, heard in all his incredible incrudibleness, which he believes after all to be the next evolutionary stage of a human being — doubtful: By observing you may still pick up a lot of visual information to enjoy and/or play with.

Or as Yogi Bear once put it: Heyyy Boo Boo, from this viewpoint we can get a better outlook! (Or was that Yogi Berra?)

But if all your emcee attempts fail, chalk it up to what Holden Caulfield describes as, referring to conversations, “Goddam boring ones.” In Catcher In The Rye, he gets involved in more than two dozen confabs. But don’t worry, some of them he finds, “slightly intellectual.” ***

Finally, if still in doubt, you can blame it on The System, referring yourself to this Firesign Theater video: 

Confidence in The System https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VDqk8o6y13Y&feature=kp]

Enjoy!

 

Invented for entertainment purposes only.

** Elmore Leonard’s “marijuana tense”  http://austinkleon.com/2005/12/22/elmo-leonards-present-participle/

*** J.D. Salinger’s The Catcher In The Rye is terrific for lovers of conversation: http://mentalfloss.com/article/64836/13-things-you-might-not-know-about-catcher-rye

 

with Paradise Lost at UCSD
Paradise Lost found near Geisel Library on the campus of UCSD

 

 

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WITCRAFT: How to Blow Up Any Conversation *and get the heck out

Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me:

the brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not

able to invent anything that tends to laughter, more

than I invent or is invented on me: I am not only

witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other

men.  

Sir John Falstaff in Henry IV Part II

                                                                                                                             

Wit shall not go unrewarded while I am king of this  country.  

Stephano in The Tempest

 

Is it true you run a chain of brothels from coast to coast?

Groucho Marx in West Virginia to a hotel clerk

 

%22Listening%22 to Groucho's advice in 1939
Brecher & Marx in 1937 or 8

 

Standing around at a New Year’s Eve celebration, sitting at a dinner party, cornered in a club stuck with someone with a story that you have zero interest in.

How did/do you handle it?

How about when somebody is just jaw-jacking about anything, but in a way that no matter how meandering still achieves a certain story-like wonderful roundness? And it is being fed to you in a way that you get?

You’re not in the Twilight Zone. Rather, you’ve just stepped inside a conversation containing witcraft. 

This is where allasudden you feel “a flash of lightening” — this, according to musician/actor/humorist and raconteur Oscar Levant (ask your great grandmother or her new boyfriend) — how he described verbal humor. In one of his memoirs – he wrote at least three— called, “The Unimportance of Being Oscar,” Levant says that when Groucho Marx and S.J. Perelman were asked who was the fastest wit around, this is what they told English critic, Kenneth Tynan: “George S. Kaufman, Oscar Levant and screenwriter Irving Brecher.”

This was 1954. Kaufman and Perelman wrote movies for the Marx Brothers in the 1930s. And so did Brecher.  I spent six years with Irv “the Nerve” (as Harpo Marx called him) in the 2000s as we worked on his memoirs, detailing his friendships with and writings for Groucho, Harpo and Chico, Milton Berle, Jack Benny and George Burns, among others. Hanging out with Irv, I bore witness (never bored!) to his comedic gifts and takes and I’ve considered him my droll model ever since. Look, how rapt:

 

Hank watches Irv sing %22Hello I must be going%22 at the AERO 037
Brecher in conversation after screening one of his Marx Bros movies in 2005

 

Witcraft.  Irving Brecher proved a master at this, meaning he was funny as hell in magically getting out of conversations that he found dull or annoying or that asked him for money like those talking snake oil salesmen/TV pitchmen and blowhards out of all proportions.

Remember Jerry Seinfeld’s surefire way of dismissing them?

(JERRY ANSWERS PHONE; IT’S A GUY WHO WANTS HIM TO SWITCH LONG DISTANCE TELEPHONE SERVICES)

SEINFELD: Oh gee I can’t talk now, why don’t you give me your home number and I’ll call you later?

CALLER: I’m sorry we’re not allowed to do that.

SEINFELD: I guess you don’t want people calling you at home.

CALLER: No.

JERRY: Well now you know how I feel. (HANGS UP)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hllDWSbuDsQ

 

hank&irv on stage at AERO 051

 

Likewise, Brecher was a superbly skilled athlete making plays in the game of life.

One time visiting, I arrived at his apartment on Wilshire in Westwood right as he appeared in the middle of an important phone call. He waved me into his study with one finger on his lips, leaned into the black landline from his favorite chair, and this is what I heard:

“Before I give you the number,” Irv was saying, “I want to be sure. What’s the price of that record offer again?”

Out of the speakerphone came a male telemarketer’s voice: “It’s 19.95, sir.”

“That’s the full price then?” asked Irv.

“Plus 4.95, shipping and handling,” said the voice.

“I thought you said 19.95,” Irv barked back. “Are you taking advantage of me because I’m 92 and don’t hear too well?”

“No sir,” the voice said. “The cds are 19.95, and then 4.95 for shipping and handling.”

“That’s a little too much.”

“It was printed right on the TV screen, sir.”

“Maybe it’s printed, but I didn’t see that shipping and handling. My eyes are so bad that this morning when I woke up, I couldn’t find my hearing aid.”

“So the total would be 24.90,” the voice pushed on, missing  the gag.

“I’ll tell you what,” Irv said. “I’ll just take the shipping and handling.”

A pause. Then the voice said: “What?”

“Just bill me for the shipping and handling,” explained Irv. “Don’t send the albums. I can’t afford it.”

“You want us to bill you for shipping and handling? Without the cds? Uh,” the voice wavered. “We’ve never done that before.”

“Well, I’d rather not deal with pioneers.” Irv said. “So if you’ll excuse me.”

He pushed the button that disconnected the call and looked up.

“Pretty good, huh?” he said.

Now this was no performance put on by a master of merriment for my amusement—Irv was amusing himself. “People call them pranks,” he said. “But it’s more than that. It’s quiet outrage.”

I understood he could get mad at being bothered.

“But,” I asked. “Why don’t you just get caller i.d.?”

Said Brecher: “I’d just as soon talk to them and screw them around.”

 

COVER_PHOTO2
Chico and Harpo wonder who is this guy dressed up as Groucho. It’s Irv, AKA “Brecho!”

 

THIS JUST IN~!

I just read in Dick Cavett’s recent book Brief Encounters (Henry Holt, 2014) where Groucho was on the phone and fired back with this wittily crafted line: “Extension 4-8-2, eh? 4-8-2. Sounds like a cannibal story.”

Activity

As kids, we used to call pranks like what Irv pulled, “phony phone calls.”

“Hello? Is your refrigerator running? Ya better go catch it!”   

“Do you have Dr. Pepper in a can? Well, let him out!”

Try these at home, sure. But Brecher’s way was wicked, a nasty mastering of the deadpan. He admired Jack E. Leonard, Fred Allen’s antically addled quippage. Livewire ire, ridiculing societal conventions. The same anti-establishment attitude Irv wrote into the characters Groucho played: J. Cheever Loophole in “At the Circus” and S. Quentin Quale in “Go West.” (They even leap out of their movies and speak directly to the audience.)

Groucho’s wordplay would rip and snort through anything to do with sex and death. “Lulu Belle,” he greets a floozy in Go West’s version of Mos Eisley’s Cantina, “I didn’t recognize you standing up.”

 

Saloon in GO WEST
Harpo with a gun at the bar while his brothers look on in GO WEST saloon

Back Pocket Banter

Do you spend time with people who bore you? Why? And how do you get out of such conversations?

Can you learn something from a dull person about yourself?

Who is your most boring relative? Do you get stuck with them for long periods at family gatherings, or hide in avoidance?

If you could, who would you give a “greatest buffoon” award to?

Do you repeatedly use catch phrases in conversation, or hear other people start sentences with, “At any rate,” “To make a long story short,” “To tell you the truth,” “In other words,” etc?

Bonus Activity

Watch “My Dinner With Andre” a movie containing some of the greatest back-and-forth you ever eavesdropped into, with director Andre Gregory and writer Wallace Shawn. Enlightening stories told by two delightful and delighted friends— all of it happening in an emptying New York restaurant, featuring an ancient waiter seemingly waiting for Godot.

Bonus Back Pocket Banter

Interrupt a boring confab with a swift kick to the midsection. (Kidding!) Better to say, “Excuse me, have we met before?” And then walk away.

Wear a button that says: “You Should Get To Know Me.” This worked surprisingly well during Freshman Orientation for my college friend David Schreff, who now consults w/ Fortune 500 companies and taught the Jimmy Carter White House administration how to speed-read.

As a surefire final try: “I’m sorry but I have to go to the bathroom now that you’ve made me so excited about your_______.” (Whatever that person was droning about)

When All Else Fails: As Catherine Blythe writes with resignation, “Be kind to the bore (one day he could be you)” (pg. 142)

http://www.amazon.com/The-Art-Conversation-Neglected-Pleasure/dp/1592404979

Bonus Bonus

Irv Brecher made the English language funny – what’s better than that? And one of the funniest and timeless of conversations is called, “The Two Thousand Year Old Man,” with Mel Brooks and Carl Reiner.

Reporter: What language did you speak two thousand years ago?

Two Thousand Year Old Man: Uhh…basically, Rock. Rock talk.

Reporter: What’s that –

Two Thousand Year Old Man: Uhh…hey put that rock down. Don’t throw that rock at me!

Four minutes worth of the 2000 Year Old Man: 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XOTKDgrdvdg

 

Well friends, I can almost hear Sinatra singing…

It’s such an ancient pitch
But one that I’d never switch
‘Cause there’s no nicer wit(ch) than you

“Witchcraft.” http://www.metrolyrics.com/witchcraft-lyrics-frank-sinatra.html

 

So until next time, remember:

Against the assault of laughter, nothing can stand.   Mark Twain

Talisman Irv
I always keep Irv close

Here’s a link to more Irving Brecher stories:

https://www.google.com/?gws_rd=ssl#q=irving+brecher

 

Dick Cavett’s recent book with some Groucho memories:

http://us.macmillan.com/briefencounters/dickcavett

 

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