Micky Flanagan

Over each new Saturday night game show hangs the spectre of Don't Scare the Hare. Remember it? In 2011, the floppy-eared flop was pulled from BBC1 before the first series ended. It came at a time when the thinking was that shows needed crazy set gimmicks: a robotic hare, a moving wall with a hole in, an Olympic diving pool. Tonight's new arrival doesn't bother with that; it just cranks up the idea of a celebrity quiz to such heights of fizzing, demented hilarity that it's hard not to get swept along.

Frank Skinner and Micky Flanagan lead two teams answering British-themed questions from Gabby Logan. The Mayor of High Wycombe and the London School of Samba add local colour, and guest Charlotte Salt (from Casualty) gets a merciless ribbing on her surname. It's that kind of show.

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It really shouldn't work but, as GQ discovered when we were granted a sneak peek of the first episode, the considerable charisma of the three hosts carries a distinctly dubious premise. Here is what we loved about it...

In the '70s, the parish vicar was a staple sitcom character. Steptoe & Son would regularly be thrown into paroxysms of nervous guilt by the prospect of the local god-botherer coming round to tea, while Terry & June were forever tying themselves into unlikely knots in the run-up to a dinner party with the Reverend Austin Doyle (note to younger readers: Terry & June was like Him & Her with milky tea and stairlifts).

Now we get to find out why these men of the cloth were in such demand at social functions with the baldly titled Some Vicars With Jokes, a half hour of genial clerics cracking wise and acting the goat. And that's pretty much all there is to tell. The wisecracks themselves are, shall we say, of a certain vintage, and all sound as if they've been ripped from the Dave Allen jokebook, but there are at least couple you might find yourself slipping into your own repertoire.

The decision to place the drollery against a flat, putty-coloured, computer generated backdrop is rather offputting, but the saintly stand-ups are good enough company to give this a look. Pick of the bunch is Reverend Paul Turp of St Leonard's in Shoreditch who comes across like a depressive Micky Flanagan by way of Harold Pinter.

Review - Micky Flanagan, Back in the Game

Micky Flanagan had a few good lines, not least in revealing his teenage fantasy of sex with the female assistant in the baker's shop, but it was bland stuff. If comedy really is rock n roll then this was an evening of muzak.

Review: Micky Flanagan - Back in the Game

Those expecting the 'hits' from the Out Out tour, the show which rocketed Micky Flanagan to his superstar status, will be disappointed - there's not even a nod to them here. But by the time Back in the Game wraps up in a neat callback to the show's title, the audience has forgotten those old routines ever existed. Bosh, job done.

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Featuring Eddie Izzard, Jack Dee, Micky Flanagan, Omid Djalili, Ed Byrne, a gig on a ship, charity fundraisers, the Funny Side, Invisible Dot, the Store and loads more.

Review - Micky Flanagan: Back In The Game

It's on the eternal subject of the co-existence of men and women that Micky Flanagan has most to say. It risks sliding into cliche, but just about avoids it simply by dint of the situations he describes seeming so familiar to anyone in a relationship.

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Reviews include Adam Hills and Micky Flanagan.

I managed to get an exclusive sneak preview of what Jessie J might look like once she's had her head shaved tonight. It's not great, to be honest.

What I did is, I put Jessie's photo into the hugely amusing Bald Booth app on my iPhone, which magically shows you what anyone will look like as a slaphead. And a few seconds later - hey presto! - there she was, smooth as a pickled egg.

Well, almost. The snag is, this ingenious app doesn't actually erase the hair on either side of a person's head, just on top, so Jessie ends up looking more like my Uncle Norman.

I can't imagine that's the look she'll be hoping for tonight. Having said that, you don't catch my Uncle Norman complaining.

As for the other highlights of tonight's marathon, they include Ricky Gervais returning as David Brent, Jack Whitehall going head-to-head with Micky Flanagan in a special MasterChef, Simon Cowell getting married, sort of, and One Direction treating us to their offcial Comic Relief single, Pledge Fifty Quid And You're Allowed To Give Each Of Us A Good Slap. To donate, call 03457 910910.

That's Jessie J under the swirl of shaving foam, and the reason she's posing like the queen of the Oompa Loompas is that she'll be shaving her hair off as part of tonight's culmination to Red Nose Day. Yes, it's time for the stunts and dares and unlikely comedy mash-ups to reach their bubbling live climax.

As ever, we can expect unmissable moments delivered by an almost obscenely starry line-up. Presenters include Michael McIntyre, Rob Brydon, John Bishop, Davina McCall, Jonathan Ross and (careful, now...) Russell Brand. Ricky Gervais will bring David Brent out of retirement. There are mini-eps of Call the Midwife and Fresh Meat, a cook-off between Jack Whitehall and Micky Flanagan, and of course a new novelty pop promo from Peter Kay.

The trick for viewers is to flash the cash early. Text the donation line or get out the credit card at an early stage, then relax as the night rolls by. You'll never make it through all those heartbreaking appeal films if you don't know your money's on its way.