Griff Rhys Jones, Dara O’Briain and Rory McGrath are in a boat. There are three of them. It fits nicely I suppose when based on Jerome K Jerome’s novel Three Men in a Boat, but what’s the point?
The BBC seem to be somewhat obsessed with travelogues, and more so when its ‘retracing’ something, but again, why? If aunty Beeb was expecting a nonstop laugh riot of watery fun, neither they, nor we, got what they bargained for in this show.
Yes, there were amusing moments. They’re nigh on unavoidable with three of the country’s funniest men in the same postal code vicinity, but why stick them in a boat? Or an aquacar thingy, or indeed, any mode of transport at all.
If all that’s required is an entertaining hour or two in the company of three entertaining blokes, just shove ‘em in a studio and save us licence payers the cost of hiring ancient barges etc.
And although as I mentioned, there were some very funny moments, it was all just a bit ‘expected’ really. Rory and Griff doing Irish accents – badly – irritated and worried Dara and there were naturally engine troubles that caused pseudo-angst…
It was more like the plot of Three Men and a Baby really. You know the routine – hapless and ill equipped men having jolly amusing scrapes… Yep, it was a bit clichéd.
Then I have to question whether the rather odd street parade – and generally being greeted like a visiting monarch thing in Mullingar – was all choreographed by the BBC, right down the last baton twirling cheerleader type. Though it was supposed to be a ‘surprise’ to the three-men-on-dry-land, I suspect it was far from it.
The show concludes on New Year’s Day but I have to say, I won’t be watching. It’s not that it was so boring I lost the will to live, but equally, there was nothing in part one that made me want to tune in to any more of it.