This episode has that "This will just
about do, at a pinch" quality that you often find in series with a large
turnover of episodes from multiple writers. It’s a broad farce, where the
labouredness of the many plot contrivances heavily outweighs the intended
hilarity of their eventual consequences. So this man happens to be a
photographer and his fiancée happens to be a model and short-sighted and
temporarily working behind the bar? So Sid happens to be in his son's
photographic studio when his son has conveniently absented himself with the flu
and the model is in her underwear and the curtain falls down and
she stumbles into Sid's arms and the camera goes off? Hmmm...
Probably the element that works best is the most distinctive part that has least to do with the main plot. There's a doleful taxidermist with a stuffed parrot. David Battley, who must have been the automatic first choice for lugubrious eccentric supporting roles for a generation, plays him.
Probably the element that works best is the most distinctive part that has least to do with the main plot. There's a doleful taxidermist with a stuffed parrot. David Battley, who must have been the automatic first choice for lugubrious eccentric supporting roles for a generation, plays him.
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