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- Jan 2015
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- Wrexham... ish
- R. + R. McReynold's Travelling Circus, The Jurgen Klopp Farewell Tour XI, Page's Boys
- Ginger Nut
TWO Mrs. Fucking Brown's Fucking Boys?
What the fucking fuck in the name of all fuck have we done to fucking end up with a fucking double dose of that shit? It's like being diagnosed with cancer then getting a letter in the post saying you've got ebola as well.
Tax-avoiding, stereotype-playing-up, humour vacuum cunting fucking shitting CUUUUUUUUUUUUNTS!!!!!!!!!!!
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I recall being at my sister's house on Christmas Day a few years ago and having to sit through an entire evening of what might politely have been called ITV 'entertainment', a Downton Abbey Xmas special and an Alan Carr show - complete with David Walliams and generic boy-band guests - amongst the dispiriting gubbins on offer. If I had been a terrorist under interrogation and they'd used that teeth-grindingly one-dimensional crap as instruments of inquisition, I'd have ponied up every scintilla of information on the spot. ITV reasoning: everyone on Christmas Day will be drunk as a lord and will be unable to distinguish between genuine entertainment and shit. Let's chuck 'em shit, as bona-fide fun takes imagination, and imagination means work.
The heralding of Christmas TV schedules fills me with bulletproof indifference, save the job of painstakingly trawling through the Radio Times and seeking the genuine gems amid the mountain of paste jewels that will doubtless be on offer. I know I sound like a grudging old bastard, but the sight of David Walliams cavorting dopily around a TV studio in a silver spandex catsuit while an audience shrieked with pant-pissing laughter for no apparent cause made the questioning of the meaning of existence a much heavier job than it had any right to be.Last edited by ian.64; 29-11-2017, 10:39.
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Originally posted by ian.64 View PostI recall being at my sister's house on Christmas Day a few years ago and having to sit through an entire evening of what might politely have been called ITV 'entertainment', a Downton Abbey Xmas special and an Alan Carr show - complete with David Walliams and generic boy-band guests - amongst the dispiriting gubbins on offer. If I had been a terrorist under interrogation and they'd used that teeth-grindingly one-dimensional crap as instruments of inquisition, I'd have ponied up every scintilla of information on the spot. ITV reasoning: everyone on Christmas Day will be drunk as a lord and will be unable to distinguish between genuine entertainment and shit. Let's chuck 'em shit, as bona-fide fun takes imagination, and imagination means work.
The heralding of Christmas TV schedules fills me with bulletproof indifference, save the job of painstakingly trawling through the Radio Times and seeking the genuine gems amid the mountain of paste jewels that will doubtless be on offer. I know I sound like a grudging old bastard, but the sight of David Walliams cavorting dopily around a TV studio in a silver spandex catsuit while an audience shrieked with pant-pissing laughter for no apparent cause made the questioning of the meaning of existence a much heavier job than it had any right to be.
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- Mar 2008
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- An oasis in the middle of Somerset
- Bath City FC; Porthcawl RFC;Wales in most things.
- Fig roll - deal with it.
Just as Pemberton and Shearsmith come up with real genius in "Inside No 9", they resurrect their previous old rubbish. (To be fair, it is probably my aversion to grotesquerie).
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Did anyone get tickets that went on sale today for the League of Gentlemen tour they're doing next year? Friends of mine were going to try for some and asked if I wanted to come too, but after umming and erring for a bit decided I didn't really care enough about LoG to get £40-odd (+ travel and expenses) worth of enjoyment out of it. There's bound to be thousands of die-hard fans who've been waiting a dozen years for these shows who'd make far better use of that ticket than me.
Like Bored, it seems, I love Inside Number 9 (and really enjoyed Psychoville before it) but never really 'got' The League of Gentlemen. It probably didn't help that I missed its original TV run, bar the Christmas special they did – which I swiftly learnt was the worst possible introduction to the show as it ramps up the grotesquerie and drops most of the humour, so it put me off them altogether for the longest time. Have learned to appreciate the show more in the intervening years, but still haven't actually watched very much of it at all.
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I'm finding the three-episode run a small pleasure, too. On another tack, BBC4 are doing a ghost story night on Christmas Eve starting off with an MR James documentary fronted, incidentally, by Mark Gatiss, and finished off with a couple of tales read by Christopher Lee. That sounds satisfying considering a good old Victorian ghost story on the telly used to be a cosy and entertaining treat during the festive season. Nice to see it brought back for an evening - it also includes The Signalman, the macabre tale featuring Denholm Elliott which gave me the willies the first time I saw it.
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Originally posted by Jah Womble View PostAnother for 3CR's camp. Unsurprisingly.
He f***ing wishes.
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