Badly written, produced and directed, with poorly choreographed, apparently amateur, dancers, and featuring a lot of people who should have known better; it's surprising the BBC had the nerve to broadcast the mess, even on Boxing Day evening when they may have hoped any viewers would be too smashed, exhausted, or both to notice.
Remembering his great Python days, one is tempted to believe that Eric Idle's concept was emasculated by an inadequate production team. But lacking in just about everything as they apparently were, it's hard to see how they can be blamed for the terrible lines – credited as written by Idle, and inadequately delivered by performers who clearly needed directing. At times it felt as if one was watching a first rehearsal. It only needed the sets to fall down to complete the effect.
While Brian Cox seems increasingly willing to show up for the opening of an envelope, and perhaps many of the others involved were grateful for the work, to include appearances and impersonations of the likes of Hawking and Morecambe & Wise in such an amateurish debacle must come close to sacrilege. Shame on you BBC for allowing this shambles to be broadcast.
Remembering his great Python days, one is tempted to believe that Eric Idle's concept was emasculated by an inadequate production team. But lacking in just about everything as they apparently were, it's hard to see how they can be blamed for the terrible lines – credited as written by Idle, and inadequately delivered by performers who clearly needed directing. At times it felt as if one was watching a first rehearsal. It only needed the sets to fall down to complete the effect.
While Brian Cox seems increasingly willing to show up for the opening of an envelope, and perhaps many of the others involved were grateful for the work, to include appearances and impersonations of the likes of Hawking and Morecambe & Wise in such an amateurish debacle must come close to sacrilege. Shame on you BBC for allowing this shambles to be broadcast.