Tag Archives: Sketch Shows
Here’s a puzzle. You are making a sketch show. You want people to like it. Even if those people are just the man or woman across the street who choose to get undressed without closing the curtains. Oh yeah. They … Continue reading
Here’s The Horror. A horror sketch show.
“How the fuck did this get on the telly?” You’ve said it haven’t you? Eh? Shouted it probably. I have. Many times. Today. Many times today. Well here’s why it’s ended up shitter than anyone really wanted. Of course, there’s … Continue reading
You’ve only gone and invented a new chocolate! How amazing is that? A delicious, deep and agreeable treat that, though fresh and exciting, feels like the kind of thing any chocolate-lover would be eager to try. And who knows, it … Continue reading
Ever used the phrase “canned laughter” when discussing modern television comedy? Then you’re a pie. Yes, a pie. Ever complained about shows having a laughter track, perhaps because you don’t need to be told where and when to laugh, or … Continue reading
I love sketch shows. Like, proper love them. I’d draw them nude on a big ship. I’d return from death to reach round and rub mud into their hands. I’d carry them through a factory in my smashing white suit. … Continue reading