The taut, disciplined writing behind Phoebe Waller-Bridge’s acclaimed comedy is reminiscent of the Slough-based mockumentary.
Twenty years on since The Matrix sunglasses (in fact glasses full stop) are back with a vengeance.
The recurring sight of our former PM grinning by a luxury shed has become a shortcut for the complacency and dim-witted sense of entitlement that got us into the current Brexit mess.
Theroux’s 2003 gonzo-doc Louis, Martin & Michael should be viewed in a new light in the wake of the latest child abuse allegations.
A clever campaign of internal emails, officious out of office replies and a searing cover interview with the Radio Times heralded Alan’s return to his spiritual home, the BBC.
