I was thinking overnight that there could be a good case to be made in terms of post-2000s comedies being 'list worthy' for Hot Fuzz and Four Lions as well. Rewatching it when it had a television screening over Christmas showed how Hot Fuzz keeps revealing more facets over time. It also has a rather pertinent (and pre-Brexit) comment on 'prim and proper traditionalists versus scarily uncouth newcomers' (though the antipathy does not extend to the supermarket getting parachuted into the area!) that swaps around who is more at fault even whilst it is cheekily suggesting that all the murders were probably understandable in some fashion! It does a nice homage to classic 70s horror, particularly The Wicker Man, yet also does a just as loving parody of Point Break (and every other overblown early 90s direct to video American action film. Plus Bond
) that is comic simply by setting it inside a seemingly quaint English town!
And it is only becoming clearer with time how valuable that film is for providing a whole host of older actors who had somewhat been out of the limelight another chance to hold the screen (or wield that submachine gun!). Especially as a number of the older actors have passed on since the film was made, it turns Hot Fuzz into a wonderful last hurrah for many of them. It's no wonder that Tarantino liked it enough to join in on commentary track for the film.
Four Lions is valuable for emphasising that no subject should be off limits for comedy. The only reservation I have there is that it has been a while since I last saw it and inevitably a fictional feature is still somewhat in the shadow of Chris Morris' towering television series The Day Today and Brasseye, two series that are both deeply rooted in their time and yet still remain terrifyingly relevant in their media satire with every news cycle that passes.
Perhaps that itself gets to the issue with cinematic comedy: that the fast paced, gag-a-minute, freeform barrage of jokes makes more sense for television (or radio, and now internet) structures, and inevitably when such material has to be 'shaped' into a feature, that form brings in lulls that come with how stories are structured in that medium (how many comedians have been yoked under the weight of helming a film and the maybe crushing realisation that they are just the figureheads for the same old song? Or the dawning horror that their already stretched 5 minute SNL skit doesn't work at a PG-13 rated 100 minutes without adding in all the standard plot beats?). There are of course glorious exceptions such as Airplane! and The Naked Gun films, or Monty Python and the Holy Grail and Monty Python's Life of Brian, which are both cinematic in a way that fully utilises the medium yet maintain the comedy at full force rather than being 'tamed' into acting like a 'proper movie' (and in fact make the moments that they do ape the traits of a 'proper movie' part of the joke). But it may also be telling that Monty Python's The Meaning of Life reverted to that more sketch-like structure, even though that film is still able to do things in the cinematic medium (the
scale of the musical numbers for example) that it wouldn't have been able to have done on the small screen. Mr Creosote comes to mind, which itself sort of anticipates the way that it seems that many films (especially in the post 2000s Jackass and Scary Movie era) have used transgressive grossness of the "You can't do that on television!" element to somehow prove that they deserve to be on the big screen rather than, you know, being all that funny.