Did we like it?
The BBC’s comedy commissioners have done it again – given time and money to an utterly useless sitcom that no-one will admire and which will join the likes of Blessed, Mad About Alice and According To Bex as a stain on the BBC’s reputation for comedy greatness. Dad’s Army, Fawlty Towers and The Good Life will be spinning in their graves.
What was good about it?
• Pippa Haywood is in it. We love her. She’s far too good for this rot.
• The only scene that was vaguely witty was the dinner party from hell, but that was then ruined by a loo crashing through the ceiling. Ha bloody ha.
What was bad about it?
• Guess what part Peter Davison was playing? Yes, that’s the easiest question of the week, isn’t it? Of course he was a middle-aged, suburban guy in the midst of a career crisis, family turmoil and car/plumbing/erection troubles. He always bloody is. Enough!
• A brief list of what was appalling: the clichéd portrayal of advertising; the senile gran (dementia – what a laugh!”); the cute dog (accidentally painted green); the horrible teenage daughters; lack of wit; old-fashioned style in the script by Michael Aitkens (of Waiting For God fame); Mariella Frostrup’s introductory voiceover; the main character is called Martin Chadwick, possibly the most mundane name imaginable; the C-word “joke” (it was consultant rather than the same word minus six letters); the nod to modernity by featuring a webcam; and monotonous monologues such as Martin’s “All that effort and struggle to end up as decaying organisms. Waiting to be mulched up and ploughed back into the ground. To fertilise the next generation of greedy and mediocre nobodies.”
• Using Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen as the theme song – and as a scene-dividing jingle – only served to get us shouting “Do stop it now. It is rubbish.”
• We reckon the BBC hoped they’d have a new Victor Meldrew on their hands. They’ve got Loser Mildew instead.