Let me count the ways I love that show.
One of the brilliant things was to me an object lesson in humour namely this:
1/ If you do a poor joke once, it’s not that funny
2/ If you do a poor joke again, it’s still not that funny
3/ If you do a poor joke over, and over, and over, and over again, strangely enough rather than remain unfunny, it gradually becomes a superb metajoke: the joke’s no funnier, but the fact that you keep making it anyway, is funny.
I saw a rerun of an episode only last weekend.
Phone rings.
Caller: “Is this Maxwell Smart, Secret Agent 86, of Control, the top secret government agency?”
Max: “Yes, I’m Secret Agent 86”
Same damn joke, every episode, in fact generally more than once per episode. But for some reason, I still find it amusing. Why? Why? Why?
If I didn’t have Maxwell Smart, I don’t think I’d be able to communicate.
“Good thinking 99”
“I asked you not to tell me that”
“He says, get your knee of his chest”
“Would you believe…”
If I couldn’t use these, I’d have nothing to say.