The adults of the generation of pre-Heinz-Erhardt-era must have been really poor pig when this CD presents the humorous feats of their time and this was the only thing they were allowed to laugh. The jokes are ossified, apolitical endeavor (which is not surprising), most school-driven (self respect is the most harmless sketches still made to local poets and thinkers) and do absolutely not hurt anyone. Almost believed to be able to see how the guardians of public morals with loaded 08-he-Luger stood before the humorist and additionally herumwedelten the next concentration camps prior to their nose with the already pre-stamped Abschiebeanweisung. Is that the distraction of the average German indulged in the 1930s and 1940s after his day's work? Lonely highlights of the CD are Ferld White's "car of the line 8", the two pieces of Karl Valentin and the title of Sketch Adolf Gondrell and Ludwig Thoma. And the famous racecourse skit with William Bendow and Franz-Otto Kruger is after the thousandth time no longer really funny.
If Grethe Weiser starts singing and the German film soundtrack perk hinkrächzt from the Nazi era the right one has a hard (caution: irony) to keep his right arm under control.
For one reason, the two pieces of silver with recordings from the Stone Age humorous Greater Germany are but somehow valuable because suddenly becomes clear why the Germans are regarded throughout the world as a humorless people, or at least were long.
