So, apparently there’s some sort of football competition happening at the moment. Apparently Brazil are playing today. Apparently that’s a good enough reason to drop Neighbours from the schedule completely. Apparently the whole world has gone mad, people.
Neighbours was just getting good, too. That’s not, of course to say that Neighbours isn’t always good – this is a show in which last week saw trainee private investigator Connor don a very obviously fake moustache in order to spy on Dr. Karl’s new girlfriend (from behind a newspaper, natch. Oh, and at a nudist swimming pool. You can only imagine where he hid his camera.) after all – but recently the show has reached new heights of absurdity and, yes, brilliance.
It’s been a long time coming, but this week Neighbours finally did what they’ve probably been wanting to do for years, and introduced a “good twin/bad twin” storyline. In a plot worthy of Sunset Beach (remember that? God, how we miss it.), “Good Twin” Cameron was put in a coma by “Bad Twin” Rob, who is now posing as Good Twin Cameron (GTC) in order to… Well, who knows what he’s planning to do. Both twins are the offspring of arch villain Paul Robinson (who is not the England goalkeeper. Stop thinking about the football.) though, so whatever it is, it’s bound to be nasty, and probably a little bit lame. A bit like Paul himself, come to think of it. (Sorry.)
Elsewhere on Ramsay Street, and in a twist we could see coming from space, the results of Bree’s paternity test revealed that Kim is not, in fact, her father – another classic soap moment. Meanwhile, Sky Mangel fought tooth and nail with her snooty new art teacher. I can’t for the life of me imagine what’s going to happen there!
Quite how all this will end is anyone guess, of course, as the schedule is as fluid as Sven Goran Eriksson’s bowels at the moment, with the show on and off and on again like a Status Quo song. It’s going to be a very long month. [Amber McNaught]
Neighbours, BBC1, Whenever the Beeb Feel Like It