I sat through three episodes of this bilge and could not believe how truly dismal it is. It's like some teen putting on a show for his mates, but the kid has only vaguely understood what humour is. But his mates have to sit there and pretend to love it - maybe he's got leukemia or something.
One sketch - to use the word very generously - was a weird-looking geezer ambling sideways while the refrain "ain't gonna hit dat" repeated again and again, with no reference to anything earlier. For about thirty seconds. Which felt like a long time out of a ten- minute show. Although it was a long ten minutes, devoid of even a smirk.
Then they played it again later in the show, similarly without adding anything funny to it.
How this got commissioned, how it was pitched ad a posse of TV mavens agreed to take a punt on it, defies explanation. One can only assume the creator is a whole lot better of a salesman than he is a humorist.
I've had more fun sitting in the dark and crying, than I had watching this show.
One sketch - to use the word very generously - was a weird-looking geezer ambling sideways while the refrain "ain't gonna hit dat" repeated again and again, with no reference to anything earlier. For about thirty seconds. Which felt like a long time out of a ten- minute show. Although it was a long ten minutes, devoid of even a smirk.
Then they played it again later in the show, similarly without adding anything funny to it.
How this got commissioned, how it was pitched ad a posse of TV mavens agreed to take a punt on it, defies explanation. One can only assume the creator is a whole lot better of a salesman than he is a humorist.
I've had more fun sitting in the dark and crying, than I had watching this show.