The currency of comedy is laughter, and if that’s the case, then The Peter Serafinowicz Show (BBC Two, Thursday, 9.30pm) is a very wealthy show indeed. Again, after a slightly muted reception (like the Vivienne Vyle show) on these pages, Peter Serafinowicz’s characters seemed to have missed the mark. Of course, this is where I disagree. After two episodes, I’ve laughed and laughed all the way through.
Serafinowicz is clearly one of Britain’s finest comedic character actors. In his show, he sends up the best and worst of television, lampooning many things that I can’t believe haven’t been pastiched before. As an easy jibe, he parodied Simon Cowell which, though hardly inspired, did use a gratuitous use of the word “c*nt” which, as purile as it is, is pretty funny. In saying that, as good as his Cowell is, it’s the weakest thing on a wonderful wonderful show.
If there’s one thing that Serafinowicz does incredibly well, it’s to send up the big players. His impressions and observations of The Beatles are unmatched in my opinion. Last night, he managed to out Rutle The Rutles with a Beatle rooftop gig which saw the Fab Four singing about having a poo. Again, it’s purile, but crikey, his Lennon is incredible, only surpassed by his masterful Paul McCartney mimicking.
In his ‘acting masterclass’ sketch (last week, a surreal take on Michael Caine) we saw Al Pacino teaching a group of actors how to cry on screen. Pacino, with tiny legs, gruffly told of his use of his pet ant Limpy. Basically, if you’re going to cry on screen, remember a sad event in your life. In ‘Godfather 2.5′, we see Pacino looking over his dead buddy, screaming “Here I go! Jesus! *tear* LIMPY’S GOT CAAAAAAANCER! LIMPY’S GOT CAAAAANCER!” Even writing that down made this writer snigger.
However, Serafinowicz’s finest creation is the fabulous and bumbling Brian Butterfield. In what sees the world’s worst detective agency, Butterfield can be seen showing off an array of super disguises. This essentially sees him (in his infomercial) sporting various hats. As the sketch went on, the disguises became more farcical and thus, the laughs kept on coming. Thankfully, the laughter was all mine as Serafinowicz wisely avoided the dreaded canned laughter. I don’t really think this show needs time to bed-in. It’s already brilliant. However, nay-sayers should stick with it, you’ll be sewing your sides up before you know it…
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