Jack Whitehall

In Hit the Road Jack, Jack Whitehall offers us a hybrid stand-up/chat-show/prank-sketch/national-tour format in which none of the components entirely works. If you like him you'll probably quite like the series too, though even if that's the case you might feel they could tighten up the candid-camera sections. If you can see the "dupe" trying not to crack up it's hard to feel they've been duped at all.

Hit the Road Jack is on Channel 4 but it feels more like BBC Three. Even by the standards of youth programming it's hyperactively hectic. The 'Jack' of the title is Jack Whitehall, a young comedian with the looks of a boy band cutie, and the show is... well, it isn't really any one type of show. It's just an excuse to have Whitehall on screen.

Each week, he'll visit a different part of Britain - not that we'll see much of whichever part it is, because most of the show takes place in a TV studio. Last night the studio was in Wales. He began with two minutes of jokes about the country; hurtled into a skit in which he supposedly tricked Welsh rugby players into thinking he was an "alternative rugby guru"; then an interview with Welsh actress Ruth Jones that lasted all of 90 seconds; a micro-feature about "how to fit in" with the Welsh (conclusion: join a male voice choir); 25 seconds' more chat with Jones; into the ad break with five, yes five, seconds of music from guest rapper Lethal Bizzle (not to worry, Bizzle fans: at the end of the show he was allowed to play for a whole two minutes)...

Whitehall himself is likeable and amusing. "To impress you guys I decided to learn the name of that Welsh railway station everyone goes on about. Ready? 'Car... diff... Cen... tral'." Insecurely, the camera kept cutting away to shots of the studio audience hooting and cheering. Message: "Look how much these people are enjoying themselves! This man must be good!"

He is, but it's a funny thing about audiences: the more hysterically the one in the studio raves, the less the one at home feels inclined to join them.

It's rarely a good idea to base a series on a song title.

Especially, when the next line of that song goes, "and don't you come back no more".

In an instant, Jack Whitehall manages to erase all the comedy kudos he acquired from his role in Fresh Meat with this new series which finds him travelling around the UK, moving in with a local family to learn more about regional culture.

And if you think that sounds worryingly like what the comedians in ITV's disastrous stand-up contest Show Me The Funny had to do, you'd be dead right.

Tonight, he's at a working men's club in Cardiff, making jokes about Wales (really?), learning to sing with a male voice choir and trying to pass himself off as a rugby coach.

All this is bad enough, but any show that invites Ruth Jones on and doesn't let her be funny, is asking for a slap.

The very funny Jack Whitehall launches a fairly
funny show of his own. In the way of comedians' first solo TV outings, it's a little fiddly and over-engineered (see also Sarah Millican on BBC2) but cheerful and charming, too, like the man himself.

The idea is that Jack immerses himself in a different part of the UK each week, starting in Wales, where
he joins a male voice choir and gets a cameo in Pobol y Cwm. There are pranky bits (he poses as an alternative sports guru and tricks some rugby players into pretending to be animals) and a guest (Ruth Jones) and a bit of music and a bit of stand-up and yes, it's all a bit scattered and frantic, but good fun.

Frittering away much of the goodwill garnered by his fine turn in Fresh Meat, Jack Whitehall's country-trotting new show embodies the issues faced by TV commissioners in showcasing stand-ups. Stewart Lee aside, it's hard to think of a comedy vehicle that really works (although plenty deliver ratings). Hit The Road Jack is a noisy, chaotic blend of feeble sketches, passable stand-up, superficial chat and hackneyed Candid Camera-style stunts with a musical turn thrown in. The only thing missing is an identity. This opener sees Whitehall riffing on Welsh traits, bantering with Ruth Jones and cameoing in Welsh soap Pobol y Cwm. The laughs are few - over-indulgent studio audience excepted. He can come back, but only once more on the off-chance it's improved.

When Jack Whitehall hurtled on to the live stand-up scene a couple of years back, we found the hype never matched the talent. But it seems C4 knows just what to do with him: he was well cast as a posh boy with issues in the enjoyable Fresh Meat, and now it's fashioned a show that's a good outlet for his exuberance. It's a mixture of stand-up, pranks and chat, during which he immerses himself in different parts of Britain.

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At just 23, Jack Whitehall has been a fixture on TV's comedy panel game circuit for years and his recent appearance in the hit student sitcom Fresh Meat has won him a new set of fans. Now Channel 4 gives him a show of his own for the first time - in which he tours the country, mingling with locals and getting unsuspecting families to put him up before his gigs. He starts tonight in South Wales, playing a cameo role in Welsh soap Pobol y Cwm and, in inspired disguise, taking on the training session of a rugby team. It's all good fun but the broad humour definitely makes it deserving of this post-watershed slot. With guests Ruth Jones and Lethal Bizzle.

Jack Whitehall's stock has risen exponentially recently, thanks largely to his impressively judged turn as JP in Fresh Meat. If only Hit The Road Jack were cut from such adventurous cloth. A tour with a difference, it begins with Whitehall's basically harmless but low-rent stand-up, before he is "embedded" in the local community with slightly more amusing consequences (he keeps a creditably straight face while posing as an Australian rugby guru in Wales). He's a vaguely charming Jack of all trades but ultimately doesn't excel at any, save the acting.

Wish I'd been at the recent NME Awards because it sounds like Jack Whitehall did a fine job as host. Introducing the Kaiser Chiefs' singer he said: "Here to present the award is Ricky Wilson, a man who can predict riots seven years in advance. Here he is clad exclusively in Foot Locker." This is his comedy roadshow, beginning in Cardiff.