I missed Detectorists (written and directed by Mackenzie Crook) when it was first shown in 2014. The BBC are currently showing the first series again and I’m glad I’ve caught it this time around. It’s a show that doesn’t try for massive laughs; it just goes about its comedy in an understated way. It shares a similar tone and pace with The Trip and, for those who remember it, Sean Lock’s 15 Storeys High. I’m hoping it’ll be like the former rather than the latter when the question of a third series comes up.
The Nursery are currently running an Indiegogo campaign to fund their new theatre space near Liverpool Street. I’ve been spending a bit of time recently in their current space at London Bridge (which they are retaining), so I thought I’d try to lend a hand by posting about the campaign.
The good news is they have already reached their initial target; the even better news is they’ve extended the campaign (The Nursery Power Up), so if you wish you can still check out what they’re about, contribute and receive one of their perks for doing so.
I’ve just finished reading volumes III and IV of Tristram Shandy. Towards the end of volume IV there’s a part about Grandmothers:
Forward 256 years, to Series 9 Episode 6 of Jerry Seinfeld’s Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee, Bob Einstein tells a similar joke (around 12m05s).
Isn’t that great. For a joke to be able to survive that long there’s something to be said, I think, about the joke, about comedy, about us, etc. etc.