Johnny Vegas

That two of the stars of this new music business comedy had been in Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps and Ideal doesn't bode well. And yet on the strength of the double-episode opener it looks quite promising. Likeable chancers Danny (Ralf Little) and Shay (Carl Rice) bonded over indie rock band Oasis and now dream of opening this century's version of Factory Records. When Danny is left £10,000 in his nan's will, the pair set out to fulfil their dreams by setting up Shady Music. In a disused fish warehouse with furniture nicked from an orphanage by Shay's dad, Tony (Johnny Vegas), they begin by trying to sign their first band - and their options are very limited.

Got the post-holiday September blues? Then can I recommend a new TV double act to put a smile on your face? Along with the rest of the cast who star in upcoming BBC3 Manchester comedy series Massive.

Ralf Little and Carl Rice play Danny and Seamus, best mates since they bonded over Oasis in 1994. The on screen chemistry between Ralf and Carl gives the six-part series a head start.

The first two episodes are not to be missed. Just some of the delights include Johnny Vegas as Shay's petty criminal dad Tony. Plus Beverly Rudd and Faye McKeever as Droylsden bun-shop divas HearKittyKitty.

Created and written by Damian Lanigan, Massive is yet another burst of fresh air from BBC Comedy North.

We were bemused at the offhand treatment dished out to the star act in new BBC3 comedy Massive at the show's launch, a pair of overweight female singers called HearKittyKitty (played by a menacing Beverley Rudd and Faye McKeever)... The pair, who at times push the men to the edge of the action, were initially given no role at the all-male press briefing lineup that followed the screening.

And perhaps that is the fatal flaw of this new wave of sitcoms, led by Peep Show. They seem to treat women as Beryl Cook-style, hard-drinking grotesques, and have very little warmth at their core. Is there a lesson, perhaps, in the fact that Johnny Vegas has found ITV1 stardom in Benidorm, an ensemble piece with a heart, and similarly Gavin & Stacey has won a place in the nation's affections?

Johnny Vegas slumps into series four as small-time dope-dealer Moz. A series which starts with its central character keeling over in the midst of an apparent heart attack is clearly playing for the darker laughs. Unfortunately, it's hard to find any in the scenes that follow.

For some reason, some folks here at thecustard.tv don't enjoy Benidorm so I'm here to come to its defence. When I nine, we lived in Spain and I saw the same kind of characters flock to Benidorm for their summer holidays watching Only Fools and Horses in a Spanish pub called The Red Lion and complaining to the locals you couldn't get a decent bacon butty.

Benidorm relies on one liners and perhaps over-the-top stereotypes but it does paint a rather true picture of the Benidorm I remember. One gripe: Johnny Vegas is underused.

Benidorm was lame, hackneyed and cliched first time round, and it doesn't seem to have gone anywhere new. It says something about the quality of the writing when the funniest thing about a show is Johnny Vegas failing to dive into the pool, again and again. I think he's trying to tell you something about the show: it's a big, wet belly flop.

When this broad sitcom was launched last year it definitely seemed to have something. Painting a tacky picture of life at a Spanish resort hotel, it created a memorable allery of grotesques.

OK, it was a vision of holiday hell, but performances from the likes of Kenny Ireland (as a predatory swinger) and Steve Pemberton (as the father of a chaotic family) gave it comic bite. It was never quite going to be Royston-Vasey-by-the-sea, but there was a hint of that.

Sadly, the opportunity to take that to the next level for series two seems to have been fumbled. The vivid characters are all back (including a strangely under-used Johnny Vegas), but the "sit" part of ther com never quite sparks into life.

A sitcom that harks back to early-1990s BBC drama Eldorado (basically EastEnderson-Sea). Take a cast of crazy characters and put them in a Spanish resort. In the case of Benidorm, add some intentional jokes. And stand well back.

The idea had promise, but no amount of real Spanish sunshine is going to disguise a certain lack of conviction from its makers.

The trouble is, it's hard to know whether we're supposed to be laughing at or with these people. Are we with the posh lot stuck in package holiday hell? Or do we love an allinclusive deal and wonder why so many of the jokes are on us?

That said, Benidorm does have its genuine sunny spells. There are some great exchanges between members of Steve Pemberton's chaotic extended family. And Johnny Vegas's stunt diving is a thing of awe.

Baywatch it ain't. But despite the unfit body count, it's still able to raise a smile or two.

Johnny Vegas managed to more entertaining in a few short minutes on Grandstand than he managed in a whole half hour in Channel 4's woeful TV Heaven, Telly Hell. A great idea, painfully poorly executed. I like Sean Lock but this format really doesn't play to his strengths.