Keeping it light

[avevale_intelligencer]

We recently watched the episode of Lewis about the glorified pub quiz, with Alan Davies as the quizmaster. Did anyone else think his body language was very Stephen Fry (and thus didn't really go with the head and the voice), or was that just me?

I seem to have joined MySpace, though I'm not entirely sure what's going on. Tried uploading some bits from To The Landing, and one page says it worked and one can't see them at all. I'll keep trying with it for a while before I give up. (EDIT: Bandcamp might have been a better idea, but they seem uninterested in my puny mp3 files.)

Ought to be sorting things out now, but both the Countess and I are jiggered after yesterday. There'll be time. I hope.

Comments

[eance.livejournal.com]

Before all the fuss blew up I started a myspace page for old Enid Society people. It is no longer maintained, it served its purpose but I believe there are still some pictures, videos and scans over there that you would appreciate. Next time have a look.

[zanda-myrande.livejournal.com]

This one (http://www.myspace.com/theenidsociety)?

Yes, lots of good stuff there.

[eance.livejournal.com]

Yes, its been an age since I even looked at it. Did you find your story?
By gosh ! my first attempts at HTML

[armb.livejournal.com]

I wasn't paying that much attention. In fact for a while I was wondering why Jonathon Creek was being a quizmaster, but then Lewis came on-screen.

[pbristow.livejournal.com]

I found Alan's performance thoroughly unconvincing throughout, except for the scene where he was trying comfort the grieving lady... where he suddenly seem to nail it as "the habitual con man hesitantly exercising a rare moment of genuine compassion" (which of course turns out to be just as fake as everything else).

I think perhaps he didn't get the memo about acting and dramatic conventions having moved on a bit since the 1970s, and that what is supposed to invisible to the other characters in a scene should therefore not be bleedin' obvious to the viewers at home (unless the specific shot or the context of other scenes cleverly reveals it to us while concealing it from the other characters).

A shame. With the right material, he can do a sterling job, but he doesn't have a great range of characters open to him unless he makes some kind of breakthrough in stepping outside his "comfort zone" of vocal and physical mannerisms.