"Your ... baboushka," Andrew called it last night, and he also successfully got me to wonder if that isn't the funniest thing about it.
Can there possibly be a thing I find at all amusing that Andrew does not? I wouldn't have thought so, what with his ever-growing collection of DVDs I never want to see and the fact that he actually knew enough not to bother me about going to see Richard Herring in a few weeks because he has finally learned it's not worth the effort.
Still the answer seems to be yes, and it is The Mighty Boosh.
I first became acquainted with it when
diffrentcolours was doing complicated things to my laptop, so we had time to watch many of them. Andrew showed up for the last few and I was surprised later on when he was more bemused than amused. I generally assume that anything I like he will like, but then I realize now this is largely because they're all things he already knows about and he isn't going to show me things he doesn't like. Plus he's picked really good things: Blackadder, Red Dwarf, various incarnations of The Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy that I didn't know about, Spaced, Black Books, Father Ted... who doesn't like those? And, not having a TV or anything, I have no way of finding out about other things on my own most of the time. So this is an anomaly.
"Monkey whimsy," he also called it, with great scorn and derision in his voice. Oh ho, that's rich!, I thought. If anybody in this house is going to think that anything about our primate friends is funny, it is him. Consider the evidence:
I don't know if he just brought to my attention something that was already there, if it was just the headache I couldn't shake, or if we were just watching a couple of intrinsically sub-par episodes last night, but it took the shine off for me. Unrelenting randomness would be bad enough — it's something I expect from the internet, where I used to complain about seeing idiots who advertised their blogs as "random" just because they belonged to a slightly different pop-culture subculture fandom niche from their friends and would make stupid references to anime that their friends had not yet watched. It's not a shorthand for anything genuinely funny or amusing.
And this is worse than that, because as Andrew said it feels like people who are just on TV because their friends at unversity said they were funny. Of course that made my next move all too obvious, but before I could even mention Monty Python or Fry and Laurie or the billions of other things, most of which I know about only because of him, that depend on people at university thinking they were funny. But he rightly pointed out, before I could even speak, that the Pythons and such actually worked hard writing sketches for things, being involved in other people's shows, and didn't just ... I dunno, go to universities full of people doing Media Studies and a world of millions of cable channels that need filler.
Plus, they all had brains. Things to say. These guys don't. And I get the feeling that if I want to hear men talk about their hair and how much better it is to be cool than to be weird, I could just start paying attention to the people I work with. They are, not to put too fine a point on it, the things I want to escape from in my audiovisual entertainment.
There are two problems with my newfound enlightenment about The Mighty Boosh:
Can there possibly be a thing I find at all amusing that Andrew does not? I wouldn't have thought so, what with his ever-growing collection of DVDs I never want to see and the fact that he actually knew enough not to bother me about going to see Richard Herring in a few weeks because he has finally learned it's not worth the effort.
Still the answer seems to be yes, and it is The Mighty Boosh.
I first became acquainted with it when
"Monkey whimsy," he also called it, with great scorn and derision in his voice. Oh ho, that's rich!, I thought. If anybody in this house is going to think that anything about our primate friends is funny, it is him. Consider the evidence:
- He keeps going on about how great comics are if they have talking gorillas in them. (I know gorillas are not monkeys, but I think they're tarred with the same brush as far as entertaining Andrew goes.)
- He insisted our credit card have the purple picture of a gorilla on it rather than something I would actually want to look at, and has often called it "the monkey card."
- He lovingly regaled me with an entire Richard Herring sketch about the hilarious consequences of replacing part of a fast-food chain's jingle (namely "We're having a Wimpys") with "We're fucking a monkey." And now, I think, it is on one of those DVDs that I don't want to watch; I know I've heard it since.
- He cannot hear the phrase "monkey monkey monkey monkey William Shatner" without giggling. Even if he's already heard it so many times, and laughed so much, that he is in severe danger of vomiting.
I don't know if he just brought to my attention something that was already there, if it was just the headache I couldn't shake, or if we were just watching a couple of intrinsically sub-par episodes last night, but it took the shine off for me. Unrelenting randomness would be bad enough — it's something I expect from the internet, where I used to complain about seeing idiots who advertised their blogs as "random" just because they belonged to a slightly different pop-culture subculture fandom niche from their friends and would make stupid references to anime that their friends had not yet watched. It's not a shorthand for anything genuinely funny or amusing.
And this is worse than that, because as Andrew said it feels like people who are just on TV because their friends at unversity said they were funny. Of course that made my next move all too obvious, but before I could even mention Monty Python or Fry and Laurie or the billions of other things, most of which I know about only because of him, that depend on people at university thinking they were funny. But he rightly pointed out, before I could even speak, that the Pythons and such actually worked hard writing sketches for things, being involved in other people's shows, and didn't just ... I dunno, go to universities full of people doing Media Studies and a world of millions of cable channels that need filler.
Plus, they all had brains. Things to say. These guys don't. And I get the feeling that if I want to hear men talk about their hair and how much better it is to be cool than to be weird, I could just start paying attention to the people I work with. They are, not to put too fine a point on it, the things I want to escape from in my audiovisual entertainment.
There are two problems with my newfound enlightenment about The Mighty Boosh:
- I finished off the first series just now (which was actually the first two episodes I saw with
diffrentcolours and
greyeyedeve) and I'm sure I'm going to borrow the second series from Andrew's brother when we give this one back to him, and - I know that no matter how much I might grow to despise this show, I am addicted to the theme song. I don't know why! I don't think it helps that it's so entertaining to watch
greyeyedeve sing and dance along with it. But it just sounds perfect. I love it so much. It's an affliction.
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Date: 2008-01-26 09:30 pm (UTC)Oh, and his name's Bill Bailey.
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Date: 2008-01-26 11:45 pm (UTC)Plus I hate Bob Fossil because Andrew keeps telling me he's trying to do an American accent. He keeps telling me because he knows it makes me make horrible faces and argue about this. :) The odd thing is, from the "extras" that I accidentally watched a bit of, he really did sound American even when not in character. But his normal voice was not so grating. I bet he sounds worse in the show because he's actually trying to sound stupid. The actor, in the extras, seemed proud of how stupid his character is, and that he didn't do anything in the show but be stupid.
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Date: 2008-01-27 12:21 am (UTC)I must be overtired or something. Or chocolate overdose. God knows.
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Date: 2008-01-26 09:02 pm (UTC)The thing is, other people have said this as well and I've realised that this isn't what I think the series is saying at all. When Howard works hard at something and fails, and then Vince succeeds without even trying, it feels to me like satire on this stupid world which favours cool, stupid fashion victims over ordinary people, rather than saying "Hey, isn't Vince great? You should all be like Vince! Yeah!"
When Red Dwarf put the boot in to Rimmer it felt much more straightforwardly "let's mock the geek" to me.
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Date: 2008-01-28 09:14 am (UTC)I got force-fed the second series by
On the vince/howard thing (as it were!) I think esp in S2 things go down far more of a Black Books track of taking the piss out of everyone. It's pretty clearly having a go at empty-headed fashion tossers as much as everybody else (including having a gorilla as a flatmate).
There's also some musings in there about how comedy self-references subcultures and if you get those references, it all becomes much funnier. In the same way that Cerebus does this with comics, Boosh (esp 2) does this with music.
*sorry, hugely English expression - Marmite is that spread you put on toast that people either really love or really hate.
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Date: 2008-01-28 10:36 pm (UTC)One of my friends was eating Cadbury fingers dipped in Marmite once, to the disgust of another, so I had to try that too. It was more interesting than just having it on toast, but still not worth it. :)
I am definitely interested to watch the second series now because a) I didn't see it all in the first place, and Andrew's brother's favorite episode is one of those I didn't see and b) everybody seems to agree that it's better. If it's better in a more Black Books sort of way as you say, I'm especially intrigued because I love that show even more than most of those I mentioned.
(Spaced is the one I like best, and I can see that seeming really, almost Booshily, odd and surreal to some people, but it's so dead-on in representing so many of my friends that I can't help but adore it even while knowing other people will hate and not understand exactly the things I like and understand.)
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Date: 2008-02-05 03:48 pm (UTC)Call me an old fool but culture on every level in this country has become so conservative in the past 10 or 15 years. A pigeon-hole for everything and everything in its pigeon-hole.
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Date: 2008-02-05 03:59 pm (UTC)You may be an old fool but I'm the youngest curmudgeon I know. :)
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Date: 2008-02-05 04:17 pm (UTC)Also, on the subject of the Mighty Boosh, I like it but I'm also annoyed by it. I much preferred the 2nd season to the first, but it wasn't always consistent enough for me. Sometimes it has the feel of something written while they were performing it, taking whatever flights of fancy that leap to mind, while I'm a sucker for the scriptwriter's craft. Give me seinfeld or Larry Sanders over MB.
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Date: 2008-02-05 05:21 pm (UTC)It seems everybody thinks the second season is better; I hope Andrew's brother remembers to bring that DVD with him when he visits this weekend so I can approach it armed with this new knowledge and see if it's as god as I remember (tiny little bits of) it being.
I really loved Seinfeld when it was on; it seemed extremely underwhelming to most Britons of my acquaintance (Andrew hates it) so I've largely forgotten about it, but yeah it did seem almost entirely the right side of this "random" line.