Comedy comes in all shapes and sizes and nothing comes bigger and bolder than Marc Wootton’s character Shirley Ghostman.
Shirley, who is not gay, just a tad camp, is as outrageous as she is a spectacular failure at all things psychic – but she does make for good comedy, even if sometimes very uncomfortable!
Award winning writer, performer and comedian Rob Auton is currently on tour with The Sleep Show. It follows on from the success of performing to packed audiences at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe.
He will be performing at the Margate Theatre Royal on 25-Sep and then at Canterbury Marlow on the 13 April 2017.
He spoke to Jason McCrossan on 106.9 SFM.
Is it a goat or political journalist Michael Crick?
I was out with 106.9 SFM in the streets of Sittingbourne on Saturday. We were broadcasting live from the town centre as part of the fantastic sci-fi weekend that they were having. Whilst filming on periscope a little man honed into view and started dancing along to Ray Parker Jr.’s Ghostbusters song that was playing out.
2016 seems to be a rotten year for anyone who grew up loving the 80s. It all kicked off with the shock news that David Bowie had died. I have to say that I had a Princess Diana moment when I heard the news, in that….I thought they’d got it wrong. His album had literally just been released and so I thought it might be some kind of weird stunt. Plus, I remember the outpouring of grief when people thought Cher was dead #now that cher is dead- which was actually about the death of Margret Thatcher, tragic or not depending upon your location.
But no, it was true David had indeed died. I remember musing at the time to an overly shocked friend how he’d had a great life and rather than mourn the loss we should celebrate the fact he’d had a stonking life and left us with some stonking songs. Then Alan Rickman died. I always remember that scene in the film Leon where Alan plays a bent cop who pops pills and then cranks his neck – the sound still makes me wince – until I remembered that this was actually Gary Oldman. Rickman was in Die Hard…stupid!!!!
Then a stream of celebrities seemed to die off – first came Sir Terry Wogan – now, that was a real shock. I like so many others, felt compelled to watch his last BBC Radio 2 show and then spent the next 10 or so hours Youtubing loads of Wogan stuff. He was dead. All of which seemed so sad as we’d only got over Cilla Black dying and the Oxo lady. It was a shame, especially as the bad celeb’s (apart from hell fire eating Jimmy Saville) were still alive in kicking – admitted from behind the bars of their cell or living in some dodgy halfway house after being kicked out by their wives – now wishing they were dead. But they weren’t. They were still alive. The ones we liked…were dying.
And then like a game of celebrity squares which had just fallen over – the rest tumbled too – we had the guy who played father Jack in Father Ted; the guy who wrote Coronation Street – who I learned was gay (probably doesn’t mean much if you straight – but when you’re gay, these little footnotes are handy for Christmas time conversations when you can drop it in when stuck with your family for 48 hours and want to rough things up a bit), then Paul Daniels and then wee Ronnie Corbett and then my agony aunt Denise Robertson (she’d never met or communicated with me in anyway – but that doesn’t matter – she was mine and it’s how I feel about her that counts); David Guest (didn’t surprise me all that much), Victoria Wood (a real shock) – I loved Vic – she was a great British comedian – a bit like Rick Mayall, who I also thought died last year – but upon having a quick look actually died in June 2014!!! Where the hell is time going???
So, anyway, Victoria Wood was someone a really thought was special a) because she proved that given half the chance women can be as funny as men and d) I loved her dyslexic man joke “My boyfriend had a sex manual but he was dyslexic. I was lying there and he was looking for my vinegar”!!
Victoria now joins a very small queue of woman that I currently have which is ‘women who I think are really funny and died way too soon’. The only other woman on the list so far is Linda Smith. I’m sure there are more…I just can’t think.
And then came the news that Prince had died. I’m not sure if I’m starting to become immune to celebrity deaths or what – I was sad, but coming the day after Victoria Wood – I couldn’t quite splice away enough from my sadness blob for him – to adequately represent the fact that I was sad about his passing and also how impressive his career was. But, had he died in a couple of months – assuming another celeb didn’t get in there first – I’d of been really mournful.
As it is, today I have watched loads of Victoria Wood stuff – just because, well, I’m sad. There was a big outpouring of sadness on the news about her – a lot of people saying how wonderful they were…if she did manage to get back here some how, i think she’d be within her rights to say…”so where were all you lot when i was trying to flog bloody tickets to my theatre production??? Weren’t so keen then”. And, I would have to bow my head because I was one of those who wanted to go and see it…but never did. Shame on me.
Here are 20 supposed things you probably didn’t know about her from the Torygraph
One thing that I watched of Victoria Wood’s that I hadn’t watched before but really liked was her series called Victoria Wood…
On Jason McCrossan’s Saturday Breakfast Show on 106.9 SFM, ahead of Valentines day he spoke to flirting expert Jean Smith about the art of flirting successfully.
Jean shared her hints and tips to improve how we communicate with each other – using the art of a flutter and a flirt.
When Chris Morris’s film ‘Four Lions’ was first released in 2010 I remember reading the reviews which included adjectives such as was “fantastic” and “hilarious” – advertising that you see accompanying most films – mutual advertising for both parties. The hype pointed in one direction – this was a funny film which was worth watching.
I remember going to a muslim friends house and watching the film. I hadn’t known him all that long – but I liked the fact that although he was muslim – his religion hadn’t all-encompassed him and was, a part of who he was – an important part none the less, bit he didn’t let his religion manipulate him and he hadn’t allowed it to overtake or limit his personality. There was religion. There was life. Each had its place.
So I put on the film in eager anticipation that we would both, especially my friend, share in the fun and hilarity of the film – as described in so many of the advertising adjectives. My friend didn’t find it funny. I was disappointed. In fact, I felt a little embarrassed because I then thought – maybe he thinks he that I’d presumed he’d find it funny as it was poking fun at a misfit bunch of muslims who turn out to be just as hopeless at terrorism as they were with managing their daily life routine.
We both watched the film in kind of silence. That’s what I remember. And kinda agreed that it was ok – after it had finished. Although I think we were both disappointed.
Then 5 years later – in fact, just the other day – I decided to watch the film again. This time I had set no expectations. This time I hadn’t set myself up for a laugh-a-minute bomb-com film that would have me crying with laughter. I just watched it. I watched it detached from the previous me. And, found that I actually quite like this film.
We have seen so many horror films lately that have been created by terrorists and circulated by our media – on their behalf – that this film seems tame and undramatic. I felt myself warming to the characters in a way I hadn’t before. I found the inner conflict in liking these guys individually – whilst wanting them to see – what I was seeing – the futility of their cause and how they could direct their passion for the cause in more constructive and less destructive ways. I saw the characters in a whole new light. This time – I found it smart – engaging and I enjoyed the dark humour.
Four Lions is definitely worth a watch if you haven’t seen it – or another go if like me you were disappointed all those years ago.
To get you started – here is an interview with one of the writers Chris Morris – who looks a little bit like the late Colonel Gaddafi! But maybe it is just me.
And here is the film Four Lions:
A whip-smart, slapstick comedy, Chris Morris’ FOUR LIONS takes aim at Jihadi suicide bombers and illuminates the war on terror through satire and farce. Follow five inept aspiring terrorists on their quest to strike a blow, and how they demonstrate that terrorism may be about ideology, but it can also be about idiots.
This is sooooo much funnier than it ought to be!! Bless him.
The EastEnders actor appeared on the Channel 4 show to talk about his bad boy character Vincent Hubbard wreaking havoc on Albert Square.
But no one was listening to Richard chat about soaps as he casually went about trying to zest a lemon.
First he tried to squeeze it, then he chopped it, and then he did something we’ve never seen attempted before.
All before questioning: “You want the outside of it?”
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