Watched the first episode of the latest series tonight and whilst there were several laughs, they are all basically just fart gags and saying fuck or soapy tit wank on national tv. Whilst that has its merits it doesn’t redefine comedy the way some of our tv critics would have you believe.
Oh, and the acting is fundamentally pretty shit.
Oh, and the posh twit is basically David Mitchell in a time warp!
Ahhh. The grand old dame!
It was the first board meeting of the new term today and I’m immensely proud of the season we are about to put out in the next 9 months. Shakespeare opens on Saturday with Romeo and Juliet, followed by The Importance of Being Earnest (a very rare 4 act performance) and then The Snow Queen for Christmas.
There after the season opens up with a mix of classics (another Miller – the last in John Dove’s immense series) and premieres.
And to end?
The RSC come to town with Dunsinane! Bring it on!
Much as I admired Rangers’ desperately pragmatic grinding out of a result against Manchekster Utd last night I felt Walter Smith’s defence of his strategy lacked humility today.
In it he bemoaned the fact that he had to adopt those tactics to hold any chance of a result against the wealthier teams of the league. He pointed out that 85% of Premiership teams have no chance of winning that league and that The Champions League is much the same!
The only reason Rangers are even participating is because they benefit from precisely the same financial domination as those teams enjoy in their respective leagues. The difference is that I don’t see Man Utd or AC Milan pillaging the talent of their fellow league mates in an attempt to bury their ambitions.
Walter. Put a sock in it. Have a heart. Look in your back yard before you mouth off.