Films made before our time here on Earth can often feel disconnected from our sense of humour.

With young eyes we absorb complex adult comedy we cannot yet understand and proceed to label it as simply unfunny. We watch black and white screwball comedies from the twentieth century and think, ‘Wait, was that meant to be a joke?’

But Young Frankenstein helps to bridge this gap, with its humour embodying a more modern form of highbrow silliness.

The balance Brooks and Wilder strike between absurdity and truth allows for one to ease into the idea that perhaps comedy is all about authenticity, reacting to outlandish gags in grounded ways, or visa versa.

When we feel like we can see a part of our ourselves in the joke, we resonate with it in a more profound way. It becomes no longer a moment of irreverent laughter, but an exposition of human nature.