Posts Tagged ‘comedy’

Assistant are talented

Posted 10 Jan 2006 — by Jonathan
Category Assistant

Now, obviously, Pete, Ali and Andy are all bloody good musicians and only need to practice on their respective instruments once every six years in order to be able to master the Assistant back catalogue – leaving them free to pursue all manner of exciting side-projects and day-outs. But me and Anne-Sophie weave a thread of blind panic, confusion and hamfistedness into our slow-blossoming musical talents, and are frequently handcuffed to our respective instruments by a cackling Ali until we can master the piano/guitar part from ‘What It Means’.

All the more incredible, then, that one or the other of us occasionally rises from our malaise and does something useful, arty or creditable. Granted, I’ve not much to shout about at the moment, but Anne-Sophie is entitled to grin and gloat because she has just taken one of four runners up prizes in the competition to design a new baddie for the ace TV show ‘The Mighty Boosh’. Her character, Papagei, is below. Well done Anne-Sophie!

Papagei, if you are interested, having “completed a BTEC in Media Studies and Performing Arts from the Gloucester Institute of Adult Education, took an HND in Creative Geology from Brighton University of Sport. He now works as a technical botanist for the GLA.

He lives in Epsom with his parner Shelly and his cat Kipper. He enjoys reading, swimming, current affairs, evil sadism and world domination.”

a year of comedy tv

Posted 03 Jan 2006 — by Jonathan
Category Uncategorized

Anyone out there watch ‘Catterick’ when it was on BBC3 or BBC 2 this year? I faintly remember hearing some qualified criticism of it when it was on the digital channel and then nothing more; completely missing it when it arrived on terrestrial a few months later. Happily, Andrew bought me the DVD for Christmas, which was exceptionally good timing considering I’d just spotted it on Amazon a few weeks ago and thought “Oh, yes, I never saw that”, and had considered buying the series for myself. Well, no need now, but it would have been money well-spent if I had.

I’ve actually been catching up on lots of missed comedy in recent weeks; somehow I seemed to miss every show of note last year, and – over Christmas – have had the opportunity to watch a bunch of highly rated and usually good TV shows; from the last series of the now unfashionable series of “Little Britain” (the consequence of Boxing Day stupor: no-one could get up to change the channel), the second series of ‘Nighty Night’, which I only saw one episode of when it originally aired, a couple of the new ‘Peep Shows’, several ‘Curb Your Enthusiasms’, the best part of ‘Extras’ and the entirely of ‘Nathan Barley’. I’m only behind on ‘The Thick Of It’, now, I think – which I still haven’t seen. So, bearing in mind I missed all this stuff the first time round, some belated thoughts on the state of comedy…

One thing that’s noticeable is that, although it’s now impossible to talk about comedy without mentioning ‘The Office’, it isn’t actually the show which has most informed the best comedy of the last year or two, although its influence is obvious in things like ‘The Smoking Room’. Far more influential has been ‘The League Of Gentlemen’, which in many respects spawned the approach of ‘Little Britain’, ‘Nighty Night’ and ‘Catterick’, all of which either steal directly from the show (in the case of Matt Lucas’s Marjorie Dawes) or use the writing and acting talents of LoG stalwarts. Mark Gattis’s turn in ‘Nighty Night’ is hilariously funny, and ‘Catterick’ features one of the best comedy performances I’ve seen in Reece Shearsmith’s portrayal of Tony, the young ‘nutter’ intent on killing Vic Reeves’ absurd Chris – who appears to be modelled on Peter Sutcliffe – and Bob Mortimer’s Carl. How about this for a prediction, meanwhile – Bob to emerge as a serious acting talent, rather than just a comic?

‘Catterick’ itself is in many ways the natural conclusion to much of Vic and Bob’s work over the last ten to fifteen years; it reminds me most of their wonderful one off ‘The Weekenders’, which like ‘Catterick’ superimposes the quirky frienship of Reeves and Mortimer into a small-town setting. After all the stage shows, panel games and sketch-shows, it’s clear that Vic and Bob’s humour works best in a naturalistic environment. Not that their Catterick isn’t stuffed with odd characters, obviously. Nevertheless, ‘Catterick’ benefits from having a linear story and moments of genuine (if absurd) drama.

Much like ‘Nighty Night’, in fact, which does the same thing to a different effect – if Vic and Bob have spent the years refining their comic touch, Julia Davis is obviously spending her time maximising and exaggerating her impact. So the new series of ‘Nighty Night’ suffers slightly in comparison with the first, but remains acutely agonising viewing. Julia Davis’s fellow comedian Catherine Tate turned in a typically up and down set of sketchs in her new show this year. The rude grandma and the teenage girl (so much funnier than Vicky Pollard) were exceptionally observed. Much of the rest of the show was below par, sadly.

The comedy of embarrasment – as practiced to extremes in Nighty Night – is most clearly observed in the work of Ricky Gervais and Larry David, as you’re no doubt tired of people telling you. I watched ‘Extras’ with my brow creased, as I found it utterly underwhelming, quite lacking the skill and empathy of Gervais’s work in ‘The Office’. But as ‘The Office’ seems to improve with every viewing, I picked up the ‘Extras’ DVD before Xmas and gave it another go. No luck, I’m afraid – my interest was only sustained through four and a half episodes, and the rest remains unwatched. The Kate Winslet episode is super, the Les Dennis one – which most people seem to like the best – just uncomfortable viewing, and not actually very funny. All the fun is in Gervais persuading Dennis to read the lines he does. The actual comedy is lack-lustre. I think.

‘Curb Your Enthusiasm’ is better, but there’s only so much interest I have in Larry David’s character – he inhabits an uninteresting world, and while he is funny, it doesn’t do much for me. I’d take any of Woody Allen’s recent work, even, over ‘Curb Your Enthusiasm’. That said, I’ve only seen a few, so maybe it needs more time.

The two shows I liked best from the year are Chris Morris’s hilarious ‘Nathan Barley’ and ‘The Mighty Boosh’, and it’s no co-incidence that both programmes benefit from featuring Julian Barratt (and to a lesser extent Noel Fielding) in leading roles. ‘Nathan Barley’ got a fair bit of criticism when it came out, largely based on the fact that the usually on-the-button Chris Morris was lampooning a ‘scene’ which died out several years ago. I always found that criticism slightly odd, as no-one needs comedy to be grounded in the modern day for it to be funny, do they? Nevertheless, I saw a few episodes when it was first on and found it reasonably funny. Watching it on DVD again recently I thought it was a masterpiece.

The problem is that unless you watch it in a linear manner it’s hard to divert attention from Nathan Barley himself, and the not-very-funny pranks and slogans he comes up with. But the real centre of the show is Barratt’s exquisitely drawn Dan, who is regularly trumped by the ‘hoxton twats’ surrounding him. He is renamed ‘Preacherman’ and worshipped as a guru; but he hates everything about the people around him. The best part of the series comes when he cracks (whispering “the idiots are winning”) and makes an exquisite fool of Nathan in a Hoxton café, tricking him into buying a latte crammed with scrambled eggs and bacon. “Hah!”, he cries, triumphant. Nathan is momentarily crushed, but reacts by declaring the conconction delicious. Dan’s face crumples in anger. “Don’t you understand?”, he demands of Nathan, “I won! I won!”. But Nathan comes out of it, as always, on top. Presumably Nathan Barley won’t be commissioned for a second series, but it deserves one.

‘The Mighty Boosh’, meanwhile, is more fun than anything else on telly. Again, Barratt is hilarious as the put-upon Howard Moon, although this time his colleague Noel Fielding trumps him with his Vince Noir, with his magnificent head of hair and look – best described by Howard as looking like a ‘camden leisure pirate’. This year’s second series saw the pair leave the confines of Bob Fossil’s Zooniverse, where they spent the previous series, but the show retains a childlike enthusiasm for animals large and small, an obsession with Gary Numan and a preoccupation with language which sets it apart from its rivals. When Howard and Vince share quick-fire adlibs they’re quite stunning. One name curiously absent from small-screen comedy this year, meanwhile – Steve Coogan – turns up as executive producer on this one. Hopefully he’s been thinking of something new for Alan Partridge during his time away.

Other (sometimes guilty) TV pleasures from the year: ‘Shameless’, the fantastic ‘Spooks’, amazing new series from Michael Palin and David Attenborough, ‘Dickens In America’, ‘Jamie’s School Dinners’, Darcus Howe’s documentary about his son, ‘Bleak House’, a much improved year in ‘Eastenders’, Doctor Who, ‘Veronica Mars’ and ‘Firefly’ on DVD and ‘Lost’, which I got addicted to and disenchanted with several times over the course of the year. Some great programming on More4, meanwhile – although it seems to have lost its way a little bit. That said, ‘The Corporation’ is on tonight.

I sound like I just watch TV all the time, don’t I? I do go out sometimes, too. And I read books. Honest.

news quiz highlights

Posted 18 Nov 2005 — by Jonathan
Category Politics

A good observation by the wonderful Jeremy Hardy on the interminable Tory leadership contest:

“Don’t you think it’s rather funny that people now take longer becoming Tory Leader than they actually do being Tory leader?”

Very good. From tonight’s New Quiz on R4.

only the beans know the truth

Posted 30 Aug 2005 — by Jonathan
Category Uncategorized

Great stuff, as ever, from James over at James and the Blue Cat:

“There’s that thing in films, although they don’t do it so much now, where the camera sort of focuses in on the person (often a screaming woman, or a Hero going ‘what the’), whilst at the same time the background zooms out. I think they do it in the first LOTR movie, when that bloke from Lost is wittering about carrots, and Frodo gets an inkling that the Black Riders might be coming, so everything goes whooshy (my professional script directions are better than this).

Anyway, this morning, I tipped a small tin of baked beans into a white bowl and opened the microwave door… to find a white bowl with exactly a small tin’s worth of baked beans already sitting there.

So everything went all out of focus and strange and a bit whooshy, and for a moment I genuinely thought I had transcended the boundaries of space and time, and was just starting to wish it had involved something more exciting than legumes**, when suddenly I a) realised that these beans were cold, and b) remembered I had put some beans in the microwave on Sunday morning, where I had clearly forgotten to pay them any more heed.

So, I got it all sorted out in the end, although at one point I had a white bowl of baked beans in each hand and was having some difficulty picking out which ones I should heat and eat and which ones I should throw away. I think I made the right choice, but I’m still not sure.”

things I’ve done since I became single…

Posted 10 Aug 2005 — by Jonathan
Category Uncategorized

Well, I’ve been staying in and watching DVDs. Crazy.

Or actually, more accurately, spending my time trawling through ebay and kelkoo looking for cheap DVD bargains, spotting good opportunities on ebay and then wandering absent-mindedly off at the crucial moment and missing the chance to make my devastating last minute bid. You can download sniper things can’t you? That’s way too complicated.

Anyway, one DVD I’m waiting to purchase is C4′s Green Wing, which still hasn’t appeared and which must surely be released before long, although there’s no sign of it on Amazon’s pre-release schedules. Although this site suggests mid-October or so.

Well, never mind, because the writers of the programme all seem to be very busy with a variety of projects, and there’s always daily doses of James Henry’s blog to keep me going – not least his brilliant Toy-Fu strip, which is fantastic stuff. In yesterday’s entry James mentions that, with a Green Wing admiring executive appointed to BBC3, he’s despatched his agent to the beeb with a script for (one of his several) mooted projects; a sitcom entitled Romey loves Jools – the outline of which follows…

“What if ‘Romeo and Juliet’ hadn’t ended tragically? What if the whole ‘oh no she’s dead, I’ll kill meself then, no she’s not dead, too late, oh we’re both dead’ fiasco got sorted out properly and the young lovers had to cope with not just the dramatic fallout, but also the mundanity of being just another couple? In other words, shifting format from theatrical tragedy to televisual sitcom.

‘Romey loves Jools’ looks at that most underused comedy double act of all: the couple who love each other but have to cope with the spark of romance being nearly extinguished by the frustrations and inanities of everyday life. It is isn’t a battle of the sexes, or a swearing competition, or a Shakespearean injoke-fest. All you have to know is that Romeo and Juliet were once the most famous lovers in the world, and now they have to sort out whose turn it is to do the washing-up.”

No, I didn’t think that was the greatest idea ever, either.

But if you take a look at an extract from the script….

Fantastic stuff!

pops and spoffles

Posted 04 Aug 2005 — by Jonathan
Category Daft

Just flicking through my drafts folder and don’t think I ever got round to publishing this sweet little anecdote, garnered from Popbitch.

“Many moons ago, when Hugh Laurie and Sir Stephen of Fry were just becoming ‘known’, they were interviewed on a BBC radio show. Mr Fry asked what the foam covers on the end of the mics were called. To which Mr Laurie said, “They’re called ‘Spoffles’ and they prevent what’s known as ‘Popping’”. Mr Fry, the Host and the Engineer were all impressed by Mr Laurie’s knowledge and the interview continued.

Years passed, and once again Fry and Laurie were in a radio studio. The Engineer said something like he’ll just adjust the Spoffle. Mr Laurie says, “The what?” And the Engineer explains that this is what the foam things are called. “Good Lord,” laughs Mr Laurie, “I made that word up on the spot years ago in a studio!”

ballads and reading

Posted 03 Sep 2004 — by Jonathan
Category Books, Music

So Pete Doherty avoided prison…

Libertine Doherty remains at liberty:

“Doherty, a gangling, charismatic frontman, arrived at Thames magistrates court in east London in characteristic style: wearing a pork-pie hat, leaning precariously out of the sunroof of a battered Rover, flashing a victory sign, and strumming an expensive Gibson acoustic guitar. “

Over on Andrew’s excellent Bedsit Bomber blog, between posts on inheritance tax, the Microsoft Music Store, burburry clothing and the illiberal Democrats (“I know, let’s abolish the NHS”), he’s found time to compile a list of the 2o funniest britons, after the fairless hopeless effort by the Reader’s Digest earlier in the month.

Leaving aside the fact that, billed as a list of the funniest brits, it is confined exclusively to comedians (thus ensuring that PG Wodehouse, Kingsley Amis, Malcolm Bradbury, Will Self and Gordon Strachan – all funnier than most of the people on the list – are excluded), it’s notable not for the fact that he has somehow found space for Les Dawson (?) and Jasper Carrot (???) but because he (arguably rightly) puts Tony Hancock up at the top. He was left off the BBC list!

The Original Tony Hancock Website

Now, having come under fire from Libertines fans for criticising them previously, I seem to do a lot of writing about them for someone who isn’t a fan. Which almost makes me wonder if I’m not falling under the spell of Pete Doherty myself (how about all these people who get interviewed in the music press keen to present him as their idol; how strange to be so happy to be identified in such a way, he’s just a pop-star; though that’s probably where we’d disagree). The article in the Guardian from which I cribbed the above quote plays on his popularity, too. And he does come accross well, I thought, reading it and admiring the picture (he looks great).

“Asked how he felt, he replied “innocent” before waving his arms and adding: “What about Magna Carta? Did she die in vain?”"

That’s good, you see, I thought. But then I remembered, that’s a line of Hancock’s…

“I shall not go through the facts of this case again, save to suggest to you there is some element of doubt in this boy’s guilt. As Shakespeare said in ‘The Merchant Of Vienna’, when Portion accused Shylock Holmes of pinching a pound of meat: “The quality of mercy is not strain’d, it droppeth like the gentle rain from heaven, upon the place beneath: it is twice bless’d, twice bless’d, the sign of good – no – it blesseth him that gives, and him that takes.”

Take the case of Doubting Thomas, who was sent to Coventry for looking through a keyhole at Lady Godiva. Can anybody prove he was looking at her? Can anybody prove it was he who shouted out: “get your hair cut”? Of course not, this is sheer supposition! Does Magna Carta mean nothing to you? Did she die in vain? Brave Hungarian peasant girl who forced King John to sign the pledge at Runnymede and close the boozers at half past ten! Is all this to be forgotton? My friends, it is not John Harrison Peabody who is on trial here today but the fair name of British justice, and I ask you to send that poor boy back to the loving arms of his poor white-haired old mother a free man! I thank you!”

Looking around for the quote, I note from the always entertaining No Rock and Roll Fun that the Guardian kindly sub-edited Doherty’s quote; he said ‘What about the Magna Carta?’, which doesn’t work quite so well.

Still, at Assistant Blog we like our pop stars Hancock-literate.