Angus and Cameron have clearly worked hard putting this sketch show together but the results are far from entertaining. Suspicions were first aroused upon sight of the duo’s garish clown costumes, worn without the merest hint of irony. It was downhill from there, as the pair careered through a series of pun based anecdotes, each more painful to watch than the last. Perhaps their routine would have raised a smile fifty years ago but squirting the audience with water pistols just doesn’t cut it anymore and even the children seemed bemused by their juvenile efforts.
Worse still was the choice of subject matter; the show hit a new low with a confusing skit in which various audience members were goaded into acting out the interaction between electrons and protons. As lovely as it was to have my knowledge of subatomic particles refreshed, the actual humour was somewhat hazy. By the end they were wheeling out ancient doctor, doctor jokes.
The cherries on this proverbial cake, however, were the all too frequent instances of thinly disguised Jimmy Carr and Two Ronnies material; Angus and Cameron clearly watch their comedy, they just shouldn’t be doing it. If you want the perfect demonstration of how not to do a sketch show go along and take note, otherwise steer clear of these village idiots.
