BBC 2 and its double are the last bastions of hope for a lot of viewers on a Saturday night who want something more than soma.
The fact that the schedule this particular Saturday night contains three and a half hours (that’s THREE AND A HALF HOURS) of sweating fat blokes throwing darts at a dart board in front a leery beery crowd of gormless monsters of both sexes fills me with despair.
Good job I have a movie lined up. How the freaking heck can the BBC justify this?