
It looked great, is based on fantastic source material which has some weird and wonderful ideas, and boasted an enviable cast who put in really great, interesting performances. So how come Terry Pratchett’s Hogfather (Sky One, Sun 8pm) still managed to be really bad?
Well, before we get into the doom and gloom (and to be honest, there’s not a lot of it, it’s just that the thing that was bad spoilt the whole programme) let’s have a bit of the story, because as I say, it’s as strange and funny as fans of Terry Pratchett’s books would expect.
In Discworld (the setting for Pratchett’s most famous stories, which floats through space on the back of elephants on a giant turtle, of course) it is the night before Hogswatch. This is a holiday festival which looks, sounds smells and tastes just like our Christmas, and as such there is a Santa Claus character who goes by the name of the Hogfather. He doesn’t say ‘fuggedaboudit’ in a New York accent, which would have been rather fun, but his sleigh is pulled by angry pigs, which I hear is the Mafia transport of choice. No wait that’s just silly. Anyway, all is not well in Discworld, as someone wants the Hogfather dead, and assassin Mr Teatime (pronounced ‘Tee-ah-tah-may’ naturally) is just the man for the job. Death, a perfectly genial fella, realises he needs to save Hogswatch, and so dons the big red suit, grabs the reins, and heads off into the night sky…
All of which is quite fantastical and exciting. And there’s more good stuff in terms of how the film looks: it’s got a definite ‘Series of Unfortunate Events’ feel about it – all weird camera angles and moody lighting to match the dark humour. And we’ve even more good points too when it comes to the acting (I’m building this well, aren’t I?) Mr. Teatime is played by Marc Warren, who can play anything – the cute geek in Doctor Who‘s brilliant ‘Love and Monsters’, cheeky chappie Danny in Hustle, and of course those eyes mean he’s a brilliant villain (I’m looking forward to his Dracula, BBC1 28 December 2006, 9pm), which is useful here. Warren’s Teatime is strange in the extreme – like a West Coast Uriah Heep. Honestly, think of Johnny Depp’s Willy Wonka, but make him ten times weirder than he already is, and you’re nearly there. Yup, Warren certainly stole the show, but he was ably supported by David Jason, Michelle Dockery and Nigel Planer.
Ok, I’ve put it off long enough. What was so bad as to outweigh all these positives? Well it can be summed up annoyingly simply: it was mind-numbingly boring. I don’t just mean a bit slow, I mean shockingly dull. It was utterly devoid of life, pretty much the same as I was after about an hour. I don’t even know how they managed it, when you think about it, to have all these good elements and then destroy them so completely, but they did. Such a shame.
If you’re a glutton for punishment, part two is on Sky One tonight at 8pm. [annawaits]
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