Next up is another first time watch for me, but this time it's a series of which I had far more awareness than the last couple of sitcoms...
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Even though I'm glad to have a more recently repackaged version for the space-saving qualities, I wish my set had this gorgeous cover.
Along with a few other ITV sitcoms -
Please Sir! and
Rising Damp spring to mind - I associate
On The Buses with Saturday afternoons. And in common with those, I seem to remember catching snippets of it without much of it registering. I probably thought it was a bit daft. Not that I had an aversion to daft, but there were other factors at play. Even 40 years ago, I remember finding its aesthetics quite old-fashioned (like
Rising Damp, I imagine the deliberately drab sets contributed greatly to this).
So, what do I know about this series. Well, a fair amount of the basics, really. Most of the characters and the dynamics are familiar to me: let's face it, most are more caricatures than characters, and this simplicity means once glimpsed, never forgotten. Dopey, frumpy Olive; bantering Stan; gurning Blakey with his "I 'ate you Butler". Grumpy brother-in-law Arthur. They're all present and correct. As is the memorably catchy theme tune.
While it's mostly exactly as expected from my fragmented memories, there are a few surprises. Associating this with the Seventies, I hadn't realised the series had begun as early as 1969. And in black and white, to boot. The opening titles look pretty basic here (when looking for images to post above, I was reminded of the famous cartoon opening titles, which explains why the one I got looked so malapropos). I was also surprised to see only two actors credits in the opening: Reg Varney and Cicely Courneidge.
On the cast themselves, it looks like Cicely had enjoyed a long and distinguished career before this. Having no real memory of Doris Hare in the role, it's nice to be able to view Cicely's performance objectively. I really like her, and I already wondering how I'll feel about the recast (and curious to know why it took place).
Varney I'm less excited about. Watching his performance I can't help feeling that he's nowhere near as charming/charismatic/adorable/funny as
he'd like to think. There's a bit of the loud "roll up, roll up/cor blimey thing to him which belies Varney's music hall image. The cheeky chappie schtick simply isn't my kind of thing, but I view it as a necessary evil here. Like Sid James in the
Carry Ons, I accept it's a big draw for many even if I'm not one of them. Also in common with Sid James, this is reinforced by the writers pandering either to the character's image or the actor's vanity by having them either pursuing or being pursued by young women half their age. It arguably taps into an element of fantasy for the middle aged heterosexual men in the audience. No matter how old they are, what shape they're in, or how dominated they are by their mother, it seems there's hope.
Stephen Lewis's one-note performance killed the mood for me on the wonderful
Last Of The Summer Wine. So far in this series he's actually been fine. It's interesting to see at this point he's simply called "The Inspector". I have a feeling there'll come a turning point where he is recognised as a breakout character by the writers who then ruin things by giving us too much of a good thing. In my mind's eye Blakey and Jack were one and the same character... I suppose it must be the uniform. Jack's militant stewardship has already given us a strike, and I'm sure there'll be more depot politics to come. Hopefully funny ones.
Olive is possibly the character I remember best. Anna Karen gave her a nauseatingly stomach turning (and hilarious) smoker's cough in the first episode. So far she hasn't done a great deal, but I'm sure this will change. Her husband Arthur is played by an actor I used to confuse with Bernard Bresslaw when I was younger. So far, Michael Robbins has been pretty flawless. Dare I say he's possibly the most interesting character at this point.
Guest actors in these first two episodes have included Gwendolyn Watts - probably best known to me as Charles Hawtrey's pregnant wife, tending to
his phantom pregnancy symptoms in
Carry On Doctor - as the first of Stan's young clippies; and Rudolph Walker whose own sitcom from shortly after this was on the cards as a possibility last night when deciding which sitcom to crack open.