And they were roommates!
A comedy drowning in pitch, switching between the overt “Britain” vs “paradise” and the covert critique of Thatcher’s Britain. This is satire lacquered so thick and obviously that the original piece becomes deformed through the built up layers. When the oratorical bloodletting turns physical, the link between the two is so tenuous it’s almost ballsy enough to excuse it. Class repression turns to destructive consequences. This is really the oddest of oddities.
Couple all this with the fact Bill Douglas’ “I’m a democrat” is delivered with more heart than most monologues and you have something that’s admirable, if not perfect.
And they were roommates!
A comedy drowning in pitch, switching between the overt “Britain” vs “paradise” and the covert critique of Thatcher’s Britain. This is satire lacquered so thick and obviously that the original piece becomes deformed through the built up layers. When the oratorical bloodletting turns physical, the link between the two is so tenuous it’s almost ballsy enough to excuse it. Class repression turns to destructive consequences. This is really the oddest of oddities.
Couple all this with the fact Bill Douglas’ “I’m a democrat” is delivered with more heart than most monologues and you have something that’s admirable, if not perfect.
