I dunno. I don’t want to oversell what was lost on me. But the sight gags and slapstick would have worked on anyone.
As the man said ...
“Something for everyone. A comedy tonight!”
Nothing for kings.
Nothing for crowns.
Something for liars, lovers, and clowns.
You’re right, of course. But that was back in the day when there was real comedy, not hatred thinly disguised as sarcasm.
And now, it’s time to take my sorry self to bed. I’m so tired I hate myself.