Day Eleven
Michael McIntyre
If you remember last year, McIntyre was lingering behind window 15 of the 2010 Dystopian Advent Calendar:
Nothing's changed. As you can see, he still belongs in the world of puppetry, although last year I thought he looked like a Riddler. This year, I've decided that he looks more like a creepy ventriloquist's dummy. His inhuman voice caps it all. When oh when will he finish going through puberty? He sounds like a moped struggling to start. His comedy has not improved; it's still too safe, dull and with less edge than a bowling ball, belonging squarely on a 1980s ITV variety show alongside Bobby Davro or Cannon and fucking Ball.
Perhaps 2012 will be the year he's finally packed away in his suitcase for good.
Back tomorrow for more!
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