Rosie Cavaliero

Friday Night Dinner, Channel 4 review

Predictable but fun.

TV review: Friday Night Dinner, C4

This is a grimly funny episode full of great lines and fabulous performances, including the dog.

I turned to BBC One on Sunday night as the channel aired a brand new sitcom in the form of Hold The Sunset; a show that had been primarily promoted as John Cleese's big return to TV. Cleese stars as Phil; a slightly crotchety gent who has been in a relationship with his neighbour Edith (Alison Steadman) for several years after their respective partners passed away. The opening of the episode sees Phil attempt to propose marriage to Edith who eventually accepts this along with his offer to move to sunnier climes. However, their future happiness is halted by the arrival of Edith's son Roger (Jason Watkins) who has left his wife to move back into his childhood home and quickly regresses into a childlike state. Later, Roger's wife Wendy (Rosie Cavaliero) arrives at Edith's to confront her husband, however her kindly exterior frustrates her mother-in-law who quickly snaps at her. So, begins the start of a six-week journey where Roger will no doubt get angry about Phil's relationship with his mother and will probably attempt to sabotage it. For a sitcom that was promoted as Cleese's return to the BBC, he has very little to do here once the plot kicks in and Roger arrives back. Phil is presented as somewhat of a stick-in-the-mud but one that stands back and lets the drama unfold rather than doing anything about it himself. Cleese's chemistry with Steadman isn't strong enough to make me believe that the pair have known each other for decades and want to spend their twilight years together. The stand-out performance in Hold The Sunset comes from Jason Watkins who provided the sitcom's only laugh-out-loud moments, however Roger is such a petulant character that it's hard to sympathise with him. Similarly, Rosie Cavaliero's Wendy should be a sympathetic character, but she's painted as such a passive woman that you feel Edith's frustration towards her. Charles McKeown, who's best known for his work with Terry Gilliam, crafts rather obvious comedy situations which feel very tired by 2018 standards. This is best exemplified by the closing set piece which sees Roger getting stuck in the shed window whilst trying to escape an awkward confrontation with Wendy. Hold The Sunset reminds me of David Jason's The Royal Bodyguard, as both were created as star vehicles for comedy legends and both have fallen flat at the first hurdle. Despite a fine comic turn from the always-reliable Watkins, Hold The Sunset failed to make me laugh or sympathise with the characters, so suffice to say I won't be tuning in again.

TV preview: Hold The Sunset, Sunday, BBC One, Episode 2

It's a soft, gentle predictable script given half a kiss of life by a 24 carat cast. Of course there are better things on TV. And better things to do on a Sunday evening at 7.30pm. But I'm sure there are some people out there who like it. Though if they aren't the over-fifties who tweeted me saying it was shite I do wonder who they were.

Hold the Sunset review

Why do bad things happen to good people? Well, not bad exactly, but decidedly mediocre.

TV review: Hold the Sunset

After 39 years away, John Cleese returns to the sitcom format with a cosy affair.

The deliciousness of a bubbly milk, however bubbly, cannot match that of the script and performances in this subversion of period dramas, set on a country estate in 1831 and home to housekeeper Dorothy, who Norman Bates would admire.

Hunderby is a wolf in a stiff corset, its teeth exquisite blades of language which shred characters' dignity and rip into Sunday night bonnet dramas, writers Julia Davis and Barunka O'Shaughnessy crafting sentences which glory in lampooning the literature of that time. A delirious and hysterical work of Gothic imagination to rival Wednesday Addams' diary - I had tears running down both sets of cheeks.

The first of this two part special assembles the scheming of Dorothy, the doomed love affair of Dr Foggerty (Rufus Jones) and Helene (Alexandra Roach), the simpering Hester (Rosie Cavaliero, more on her later), and a violent monkey. A monkey, Rufus Jones tells me, that between takes would wear a smoking jacket and a fez. That's normal by this show's standards.