It is a (vile) body of work that stands alone in the annals of comedy. And they’re about to go overboard again, for all of this unfathomably filthy material by Peter Cook and Dudley Moore is re-released this week in a box set, A Right Pair of C****: The Complete F****** Derek and Clive. These are the men – and yes, it’s usually men – who were exposed to the comedy albums of Derek and Clive at an impressionable age. They’ll probably be in their 40s and they won’t be able to control themselves laughing. They may go on to inform you of Lady Vera, who can tell your future from your farts, or their schooldays when Sir would get “jolly batey” with them, or the time they earned a crust collecting Winston Churchill’s bogeys, one of which was so huge it stood in for the Titanic (“There was no such THING as the Ti-fucking-tanic!”). “I had the terrible job,” they will tell you, suddenly slipping into one of those whining, droning, ultra-boring, ultra-cockney accents that you no longer hear in real life, “of retrieving lobsters from up Jayne Mansfield’s arsehole.” W hat’s the worst job you ever had? Ask the right (wrong) person and their eyes will light up with mischief and horrible recognition.
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