Both P.G Wodehouse and G.K Chesterton are currently enjoying something of a
televisual revival. Over the weekend and during the early part of this week we
were shown the latest Blandings offering, starring Timothy Spall and Jennifer Saunders
and then, on Monday daytime, Father Brown, staring Mark Williams.
Blandings was, surprisingly, especially in light of the continued
popularity of the author’s novels, pretty much your average farce. This puzzled
me as I like the highly talented cast as much as I adore the King of witty
words and comic writing, Wodehouse himself. It was all rather lame and slightly
silly. Of course the stories themselves are daft as a bag of puppies so what
then went wrong? I suspect the problem has more to do with P.G. Wodehouse’s
absence as the ironic baffle to the pompous upper class twits he so ably
portrays. His genius as a writer was to present this long faded bunch in less
than glowing terms but with a matchless wit. As hard as the cast worked, and as
skilled as they all are, the narrators satirical observations were sadly
missing leaving the viewers with little more than a dead duck from a departed
decade. Shame really as I had such high hopes. Still, itt was only the first of six.
Father Brown though was better. Mark Williams is of course following in the
footsteps of some distinguished thespians. Sir Alex Guinness and Kenneth Moore
both gave sterling performances in the role; Guinness on the silver screen and
Moore on TV. I think Williams is visually more like the character C.K.
Chesterton envisaged. He is slightly portly, which adds to the realism but also
acts the part in a deferential, polite but irritatingly precise manner. It has
been said that ‘Father Brown’ was the perfect vehicle for Chesterton to allow
his own personality to be shown. Whether this is the case or not matters little
with this TV show.
The first episode of ten show series was aired on daytime BBC. It featured ‘The
Hammer of God’ which reveals that the producers are not sticking to the true
chronology of the detective priest. There were one or two modern amendments
made though. The time period chosen is the 1950's rather than have the chronology span from 1911 through to 1936. Not sure why this has been done. I personally prefer accurate detail. Also, Father Brown's location has changed from London to some rural idyll and of course converted arch nemesis, Flambeau is missing. I thoroughly enjoyed the programme even with its faults. For modern day viewers of crime fiction ‘Father
Brown’ will lack any sense of ‘realism.’ What it and its author portray in its place
is a sharp exercise in characterisation along with a snappy plot albeit set in some odd age after the war. Like any good vintage it has aged
well.
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2 comments:
I like both of them. I wonder if their showing over here at all or maybe I can get them on Netflix.
Hi Nessa. I don't know. I guess like the stuff from the states it all depends on whether the audience likes those progs enough to warrant paying for them. I've been watching them on BBCiplayer on my laptop. Not sure if you guys can pick that up. It shows all the recent shows within a weeks playback.
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