I honestly cannot think of one redeeming feature of this trash programming. The show consisted of a group of incredibly unfunny performers combining sketches with stand up comedy. The sketches are pretty awful, but the stand up comedy is so bad it's difficult to watch. Most of the jokes are circa 1920 (I just flew in from Peru and my arms are awfully tired), and even they are few and far between.
Let's just be thankful that we didn't have to endure most of these performers on television again, apart from the odd performance here and there. Fortunately, Shane Ritchie seems to have finally accepted that his talents lie in acting and not comedy, and Billy Pearce is resigned to Blackpool and Scarborough piers, where most of those acts have ended up.
