Thanks to Marc for taking me out on Saturday and getting me good and drunk. It was great to catch up. We managed eight bars during the course of the evening and a variety of drinks that included an obligatory ‘Shady Character’ (don’t ask me what’s in them) at The Consevatory and a half-litre of bock beer that’s currently a guest beer during Easter at The Cardinal’s Hat. I was certainly in the mood for drinking and the only reason that the bock beer wasn’t super-sized was due to it’s being 7.2%! Due to the proliferation of very decent bars and the relaxed licensing laws it is now possible to have a decent night out in Worcester and happily there is now no good excuse to find yourself in one of the many unnecessarily poor clubs. Before Christmas my sister, Dave and I had wandered over to what was The Apple Tree in Lowesmoor, to find it has now become a very smart, comfortable and well-stocked bar called The Firefly. I just can’t believe it’s taken this long for the night life in the city to become interesting. Perhaps a lot of it is down to the University College Worcester finally being granted full university status as of last year. The city’s student population is only going to swell and so perhaps the appropriate thought it now finally being put into the place. Not before time but more importantly, not before I’m too old for a night on the town.
Don’t know why I didn’t mention it before but if you haven’t seen it already then do pop over to the BBC Film Network homepage right now and check out my mate Alex’s really rather good short “Bang! Bang!” It’s top stuff and very funny. I’m sure you’ll join me in wishing Alex and the director, Alex (yes, another one) the best of luck when they screen the film at The Director’s Cut Film Festival in New York next month.
That’s it, really. I just didn’t want to be accused of becoming a Grumpy Old Man ahead of my time and thought I’d venture something positive.
…In “Green Wing“? Firstly and foremostly; it’s not funny. Secondly; despite the hype, it’s actually woefully unoriginal. They try too hard (and fail) to do the smug, aloof comedy that Chris Morris was pulling off successfully in “Jam” SIX years ago. Many of the stylings and self conscious editing techniques were also used to much better effect in “Jam” and “Spaced” (which incidentally was SEVEN years ago) except that the programme makers of these shows had a tad more imagination than to repeatedly play around with the speed of the film; a trick, I think we can all agree, has had its impact significantly lessened by using it in EVERY OTHER SCENE. By setting the show in a hospital it has sadly become reliant on many soap conventions and now we’re all supposed to care what becomes of these vain, nihilistic
and frankly contemptable wankers. The show might have retained some charm and overcome these flaws but for some reason someone wanted to capitalise on the serial element and made the show 50 minutes long which has the effect of stretching out the tired plot; highlighting the show’s reliance on its hackneyed style-over-substance approach and makes you wonder how it can get by on so few jokes (that don’t come off). Also, someone should point out to the programme makers that using established comedy actors such as Mark Heap and Tamsin Grieg only serves to remind us that Spaced and Black Books respectively are more successful and effortlessly more rewarding than this (undeservedly) self-satisfied, confused tower-of-wank.
Too bad that April Fools Day falls on a Saturday this year, isn’t it really? All those thousands of possibilities for office and other workplace practical jokes and scams and hoaxes that will never happen because most people are at home performing practical jokes and scams and hoaxes on friends and loved ones instead. Of course there is always the opportunity to put in a well-timed call to colleagues and persuade them that actually they do need to pop in to the office because of that thing with the stuff, but only if your partner hasn’t hidden your mobile or coated the land-line receiver in Araldite.