...what.

Seriously, what? This is incredily groanworthy and bad. I had heard this was the case, but now I've seen it for myself. It's trying to be quirky, but failing hard. And the lines are so terrible everyone has trouble delivering them. Especially Patricia Cutts, who plays the boss of the spy group. She overemphasises and talks in a nasal monotone that's just... painful.

But I'd be lying if I said I was checking this out for other than Deeply Shallow reasons.

These would be a) Anthony Ainley being hapless in it, and b) Veronica Carlson's boobs.

In fact, she dresses like a porn star for office work.


And Hawkesworth (Ainley) shows up and gushes about all this chain he's just bought because it was a bargain and a chap can never have too much chain. No, really. This is meant to be funny and quirky. It doesn't work. But, hell. Even if it's shit, I'm always cheap for Masters+Hammer vamps. Evil+boobs=OTP.

( Moar pain )

...Script Supervisor: Malcolm Hulke?!? WHAT? Looks like he didn't get to contribute much, otherwise this would've been much more bearable. They probably quizzed him about them dirty Commies or something. But man, this was *baaaad*. And I say this as someone who's been watchinng tons of random crap recently just for renegade Timeys. Even boobs and tiemcock don't save this one, I'm afraid.

Tags: anthony ainley, screencaps, telefantasy, telly, timecock
And the mood has swung to: bored

When you see this, post in your own journal with your favorite quote from The Princess Bride. Preferably not "As you wish" or the Inigo Montoya speech.

Impressive Clergyman: Mawwiage. Mawwiage is what bwings us togethew today. Mawwiage, that bwessed awwangement, that dweam within a dweam. And wove, twue wove, wiww fowwow you fowevah and evah… So tweasuwe youw wove…Have you the wing?

I'm sorry if that's been done, but Peter Cook's bit always has me in hysterics.

Also.

When you see this, quote Life on Mars.

[Breaking into Twilling's car showroom]
Chris Skelton: It's freezing out here.
Gene Hunt: I don't like this. Gene Hunt smashes doors down, he does not pick girlie locks!
Sam Tyler: We can't just pull him in. He's too clever for that. At least this way we get hard evidence.
Gene Hunt: I'm gonna be the laughing stock of the Lancashire Constabulary Dinner and Dance, me.
Sam Tyler: Believe it or not, Guv, one day soon, something like this will bring down Richard Nixon.
Gene Hunt: Hard to believe.
Sam Tyler: True. This is serious.
Ray Carling: So where do you want this transmitter?
Sam Tyler: Up here.
Gene Hunt: Chris, bend down.
Chris Skelton: What for?
Gene Hunt: Just do it.
[Chris bends over to give Gene a step up]
Sam Tyler: Right, look...
[A police car with sirens on shoots past outside]
Gene Hunt: [alarmed] The law, the law, get down you divs!

[Everyone ducks down, before Sam reappears when the car has gone]

Sam Tyler: We are the law, you bloody clowns! God help us!

Sorry it was long. I just love that bit so hard.

Tags: memery
And the mood has swung to: hungry