Of course I mean “shag” in the sense of “have a drink up the pub with”, but if you insist on introducing vulgar carnality into an otherwise family-friendly post, that is (possibly unfortunately) your right to so do.
I kinda-sorta enjoyed the “Trip To …” series. I was a little baffled by the blurring of real life and fictional events, but I understood our merry mimics were largely playing themselves. I found Coogan a little hard to take. If he really sees himself as an AC-tor, and not a light entertainer/impressionist (not the painter kind – oh, you know what I mean) he is doomed to being dissatisfied with his lot, especially as he will be greeted by shouts of AH-HA! in the street until the day he dies. He is a mimic of extraordinary ability, but the targets of his mimicry (as Brydon’s) are increasingly irrelevant and obscure to anyone under fifty. Maybe sixty. His movie performance in the role of Stan Laurel was spookily accurate, but relied on his talent for mimicry. “Greed” was supposed to be his big breakthrough, but it was something of a disaster. I can’t see his agent getting him any work on the back of that.
Rob Brydon, though – a happy man. Perfectly content with being a light entertainer, he’s not as clever an impersonator as Coogan, but he’s essentially a funnier man. And he’s charming in an unabashed, old-fashioned T.V. entertainer way. He’s easily up to balancing the mercurial talents of Mitchell and Mack on WILTY (the best quiz show, like, ever), and unlike Coogan, can take a joke at his expense. Their differing views on their Art And Its Historical Standing were nicely summed up in this exchange:
COOGAN: You can’t go through life treating it as if it was a Radio Four gamesh-
BRYDON (cutting in): BZZZZT! (mimes pressing buzzer) Oh yes you can.
So that’s one vote for the plucky Welshman and his fight against Male Pattern Baldness.
(If this topic has been covered before, accept my apologies, I’ve been away and in a very real sense still am.)