Over thirty
years ago, when I was starting to develop a bit more critical acumen, I
remember hearing this exchange in some otherwise wholly forgettable sitcom:
A. I'm being sent to Coventry!
B. Oh, I've always wanted to go there.
A. No - I mean that I'm being ostracized!
B. Does that mean that we won't be able to have any children?
B. Oh, I've always wanted to go there.
A. No - I mean that I'm being ostracized!
B. Does that mean that we won't be able to have any children?
Which struck me at the time as
being archetypal formulaic 'comedy' dialogue, which requires a 'funny'
misunderstanding line-by-line. When you're not that engaged with what's going
on - and the misunderstandings are more there for the sake of constant comic
rhythm than to be actually funny - it can have a clunking, creaking, effect
upon the viewer.
This episode starts off with one such moment, when the spinster solicitor
informs the bimbo receptionist that "custody only applies in cases
involving minors" and the receptionist replies, "But my Uncle Albert
weren't a miner, 'e was a plumber!" It sets a regrettable marker of low
quality - priming you to expect little - that takes a long time to lift.
Which is unfortunate, because the
emotional beats of this episode do go on to be genuinely interesting. The central
scene (the 26-year old girlfriend introducing her 54-year old boyfriend to her
parents) is achieved through techniques - fades to cover ellipses in time, a
large close-up of the one silent person at the meal - that feel more like a
drama than a sitcom. The episode also looks at the age gap from an interesting
angle, looking at how the older man carries decades more experiences and
references than his partner, and showing how that can be a burden.
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