Friday, 25 September 2009

How much David Mitchell is too much?

We have a saying in our house: 'It's another quiz show with David Mitchell.' It's not an understatement. Right now, on any evening of the week, you can find a quiz show (new or repeated) where David Mitchell is a panellist. QI, 8 out of 10 Cats, Would I Lie To You, Mock the Week - after a while they all start to blend into one. And now of course he's back in the latest series of Peep Show on Channel 4 as well.
Now don't get me wrong. I like watching David Mitchell. He's an extremely witty man, a good actor, and I enjoy his slightly superior stance and sarky quips. He's like a young Stephen Fry. But there's a real danger that he's going to be over-exposed, and there's nothing guaranteed to kill off a career faster than that.

Sunday, 20 September 2009

Time for Alesha to do a Kelly Brook

I feel a bit sorry for Alesha Dixon this morning. It is not her fault, really, that she has been placed in the firing line for attempting to fill the dancing shoes of Arlene Phillips on Strictly Come Dancing by the age-obsessed BBC. Who wouldn't jump at the chance to be a panellist on a primetime TV show?
But the fact remains she is woefully miscast in her new role - she has neither the experience or skillset to be able to provide useful commentary on any of the performances, and her attempts to make witty observations fell flatter than some of the contestants' feet. If she's got any sense she'll make her excuses and leave - and look for a more suitable vehicle for her talents.

Means testing child benefit makes perfect sense to me

Finally, someone with a Good Idea. I've never really understood why child benefit has been given to everyone, regardless of income. It doesn't make sense that Mrs X whose husband earns over £100k in the city should receive the same as Mrs Y whose husband is on £24k. Now Nick Clegg and the Lib Dems have mooted the prospect of means testing, which would help divert badly needed resources elsewhere. Obvious, when you think about it.

Wednesday, 16 September 2009

Put it away, love

So much for divorcing with dignity. Not content with flaunting her new man at every possible photo opportunity, Katie Price has now revealed that not only was she raped but her assailant was - well, you guessed it, a celebrity. Yes, following in the dainty footsteps of Ulrika, Katie is playing the 'Look at me! No don't Look at me!' card.
Think I'll look away.