Morecambe & Wise review, Guardian

It just wouldn’t be Christmas without being repeatedly assured by everyone in the media that Morecambe and Wise are hilarious whilst all the evidence points to the absolute contrary. “Hahaha, the bit where they dance in the kitchen with various items, amazing! Hahaha, the bit where Eric waggles his glasses, genius! Hahaha, the bit where Angela Rippon has legs! Brilliant!” All I can suggest is that life must have been unbearably bleak for them to have been considered worthy of a stage; quite why people still think they’re a good idea to put on every sodding year at Christmas is beyond me. I’d genuinely get laugh more laughs watching Mrs Brown’s Boys whilst pins were being shoved into my eyes. Or a compilation of industrial accidents. Or Josh Widdecombe. Okay, maybe not the last one