Well, I rounded
Whoops Apocalypse off with the later film version which was a bit more polished but not necessarily better. I preferred the series, my partner the film. Each was a unique story with a mostly different cast, so there's room for both. Frankly, I can't see myself watching either again now I've ticked that box.
Richard Davies links the
Whoops series with my next sitcom, which is brand new to me...
Oh No It's Selwyn Froggitt also features Bill Dean among the many familiar character actors. Since I'm currently watching Bill in his best-known role as super-grouch Harry Cross in
Brookside, it's enjoyable to see him playing a more breezy character here (not that Harry isn't amusing. Over in
Brookie he's currently playing George Roper: fussy landlord to his three young tenants - made up of two women and a man - while bantering with his wife). Impressively, Bill has also written the series' theme song and performs it (presumably along with other cast members) with
two sets of new lyrics for each episode: the opening lyrics serve to update us on recent goings on, or Selwyn's current ambition, while the end lyrics are a comical précis of the story we've just watched.
Title character Selwyn is played by Bill Maynard... one of those faces who seemed to be everywhere when I was young (in particular I remember staying up late to watch
The Gaffer -probably on a Tuesday - was something of a regular treat, even though I now remember almost nothing about it other than the theme song, the Rover P6 and a drab office set).
He's playing against his usual loveable rogue type here, with Selwyn being a lumbering hulk with a naively childlike, overly-optimistic, can-do attitude. And this reminds me of
another character from my
Brookie rewatch: Alan Partridge. Here as there, the character can be annoying as hell. And in both cases it helps they everyone else find them annoying (hence the title).
Roy Clarke wrote the Pilot, and the Yorkshire scenery and many aspects - the almost mournful brass in the theme, the West Yorkshire scenery, the men doing their own thing, coming up with zany schemes while escaping the clutches of domineering or demanding women - will feel familiar to those who've seen Clarke's other series such as
Last Of The Summer Wine or
Open All Hours
It isn't laugh out loud funny, but the writing is nicely observed with enough identification to draw in the viewer and create a cosy (if predictable) world.
I've just wrapped up Series One and know there's a significant recast for Series Two. I love Lynda Baron in anything so I don't see that being a problem.
There may be trouble when I get to Series Four, since I've read about the retooling that took place and I don't like the sound of it. But hey-ho... I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.