Day Nine
Sarah Millican
I have a feeling that this is a bit of a Marmite one, a bit like whathisname from last year's calendar, but I'm just a little tired of this woman. She appears on so many panel shows, you can have a fairly effective drinking game. It's a bit like the antithesis of Where's Wally. Unlike most other people on this calendar, I don't dislike her, but I do dislike her always being on the fucking television. Oh, and I'm not a fan of her work by any means either, which you may have guessed, but there are dozens of comedians who very occasionally appear on TV who I detest, but I tend to ignore them. Millican's everpresence forces a sharper focus on her material, because it's always fucking there. Which is a shame. I'd largely ignore her otherwise, and she wouldn't have ended up on this list. Ah well. On with the motley.
Her comedy seems to consist mainly of food, flatulence, toilet humour, her accent and genitalia... well, on TV it does, anyway. Nice and safe and dull and twee. I'm not that familiar with her stand up material, but to be honest, I don't want to be. It breaks no boundaries, nestling comfortably in end-of-the-pier Smutville. She just doesn't appeal to me, and is suffering from extreme overexposure. However, unlike you-know-who, she doesn't come across as an horrendous egomaniac. Yet. I get the impression that she's painted herself into a corner, almost being 'in character' on every appearance, and so is very much stuck in a rut. If she ever wants to move on from this persona, she'll need to vanish from view for a good while for some much needed reinvention. I don't know if her comedy can or will evolve into something less broad, but her never-ending panel show appearances are starting to smack of 'token female comedian', which is never a good thing, especially when she isn't a great example of it.
If that is the case, at least every appearance she makes means one fewer for Andi fucking Osho.
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