Yesterday evening we watched one of those tribute shows about Victoria Wood. In general we still enjoy her humour and even saw her live show at Nottingham many years ago. Unusual for us because we are not celebrity buffs. She was very impressive, holding the audience for over two hours.
We found last night’s compilation amusing enough, but but behind it was that inevitable sense of loss and change. Comedy has a tendency to date and remain funny mostly to its own generation. Even last night the smiles and chuckles felt a little like cultural loyalty.
As for the channel swimmer sketch, it’s a strange one. Not really funny at all. Revealing and almost disturbing in the way it brings out the bleak mechanics of our sense of humour. What makes us laugh? Even the most gifted comedians don’t usually tell us. Not explicitly. Bad for business I suppose, but that channel swim sketch is explicit enough.