Saw in 2024 with another slab of playful Kemp madness from Rhys Thomas and it was utterly wonderful. This wonky bit of mockmentarianism has everything thrown at it with knowing cameos up the wazoo and occupies the kind of warmly foolish spot on the beeb that folk like Vic & Bob and Harry & Paul used to. That it's the Kemp brothers doing that manner of caper now is still authentically very strange and the more you know, the more you get out of this barrage of silly larking. Eccleston, as in Dodger, is the real force here and even gets a bit of revenge on his Let Him Have It co-star Paul Reynolds. It's... gloriously niche.
