A mockumentary about the BBC made by the BBC, it's too early to say if a satire whose hunter and quarry live in the same stable is ingenious or misguided. Instead, it seems timely (or the lowest form of hack opportunism to publish an article I've had marinating for months) to look back at the mockumentary as a genre...
We pride ourselves on being WELL in touch with the hard-working common man and the kind of things they like. That's what our Beer'N'Bingo bullsh**, er, I mean bonus, was all about. But wait - that was a proper BIG-HITTER of an idea, a 'Gove' as we call them...so we've come up with some MORE 'triffic' proposals that hard-working, tax-paying poor-people are going to LOVE!!
For the past few months I have opened myself up to the world of the office environment, having never experienced this sort of bubble before (usually succumbing myself to either working with children or making coffee) I was apprehensive and intrigued about what I would learn from these new and unfamiliar surroundings.
We already knew that poor numeracy was more widespread than poor literacy and that around half the population of working age had only primary school-level maths skills (too many power naps at secondary school?). We also knew that poor maths was linked to lower earnings (even more so than poor literacy is) and possibly to wider wellbeing. But now the new economic research put a figure to the estimated overall cost.
In my new show, Sane New World which is for everyone, not just the mentally ill but all of us, I'm getting a lot of questions on how to deal with the digital viagra we're all addicted to (I'm even answering spam these days) - especially, how do we help our kids manage this? How do we deal with all this in-coming bombardment of everything from fashion tips to terrorists?
The only Ukip person apart from Farage you probably recognise is Neil Hamilton, who is the deputy chairman. Neil Hamilton says that Ukip need to get rid of their embarrassing candidates. This is the man who resigned over 'cash for questions', lost the fourth safest seat in the country and is married to Christine Hamilton. Timmy Mallett dressed in a bikini doing an advert for Lynx would be less embarrassing than him.
THE INFIDEL was an IMPOSSIBLY difficult film to get financed. It was the hardest I have ever worked on, as literally every studio, financier, and sales agent in town passed on it at least once, and several of them, just to be sure, did so multiple times. The reasons given were various and inconsistent, but lurking behind them all we detected the same issue: a vague but powerful fear of a broad comedy about Muslims and Jews.
Y'know the Lynx advert? Where the guy simply applies anti-perspirant and women flock to him. Well, it's bollocks. Total bollocks in-fact. I've been through plenty of cans in my time, from Africa to Java and back again, and I can tell you, with my hand on my armpits, that paying an extra quid-fifty for Lynx deodorant is money wasted
I think it's important to explain that major depression is not even peripherally related to "sadness." Depression is the absence of emotion. I never cried during my darkest periods of depression. Crying would have been A HOLIDAY. It would have been F***ING CHRISTMAS. A fight or a feeling of anger would have been AN EASTER EGG HUNT AT DISNEYLAND.
Sometimes in bedsits you have to leave notes - "please don't drink my milk" or "don't eat all my bread" - but you don't expect to have to leave a note "please don't poo in the shower". It's like you wouldn't expect to have to leave signs "please don't vomit in the oven" or "I'm sorry your pet hamster died, but please don't leave it in the freezer".
Although I know I'm in the minority, I felt that this film needed more gags, better use of supporting characters and less slow-moving hanging around. I couldn't help feeling like Anderson must have been told one too many times that he was a genius, and decided to just follow his instincts rather than filmmaking logic as a result...