On Saturday 27th March 2010, in the graveyard slot of 11:45am, BBC Two broadcast a pilot written by and starring Julia Davis (Brass Eye, Jam, Nighty Night) and Jessica Hynes (née Stevenson - of Spaced fame).
The show is called Lizzie and Sarah, and it is truly, truly wonderful. It is a beautiful example of what British comedy does best: it is dark, funny, biting social satire, in turns horrific, profound, hilarious, and captured in the best tradition of British kitchen-sink realism. It is about two fifty-something housewives in middle-class suburban hell, living lives of obsequious drudgery, almost invisible to their cheating husbands and trapped in the humdrum of their local community.
The characters, Lizzie and Sarah, are beautifully observed. There is something almost heroic in their quiet acceptance of their miserable lot - Julia Davis' character is an archetypal middle-aged housewife, an amiable doormat, masking the years of pain and thankless giving with a stoic smile and a shrug. It is a far subtler performance than her other self-written character, Nighty Night's Jill Tyrell, and here Davis gets to prove what a wonderful actress she really is - every nuance of her performance, every eyebrow gesture and every little sigh brings to life a rich, deep character struggling to emerge screaming through the mundane roles and rituals where she is stuck.
Jessica Hynes also gives a bravura performance, easily her best since Spaced. As Sarah, she is always turning a blind eye to the constant degradations of her despicable and distant husband (played by Mark Heap, oh yes), and yet she is a genuinely charming, funny and likeable, often heroically buoyant in the face of her pitiful existence. In a brilliant scene where Lizzie and Sarah confess their misery to each other, Hynes delivers a piece of dialogue that is both the funniest on TV in years and at the same time a tragic and very sad indictment of men who subject women to years of mental abuse, and the women who silently suffer.
The plot turns in this pilot episode when Lizzie and Sarah reach breaking point and take back their lives, in a marvellous twist that I won't ruin for you.
That the BBC has so far only produced a pilot is a crime. That the pilot aired so late at night, with so little fanfare, shows how toothless and cowardly the BBC has become. Their failure to recognise the combination of peerless comedy brilliance and profound, timely social satire is highly disturbing to say the least.
Until Saturday 27th of March you can watch the pilot here on iPlayer.
Update: Lizzie and Sarah is no longer on iPlayer. From Tuesday 30th March, you can buy it on iTunes for less than a couple of quid, which might even help it get commissioned. Or you can download a torrent here if you're a cheap bastard.
The BBC are asking for feedback on the pilot here. If you care about good television, I insist that you go there and add your voice to those who want to see this show made into (at least) a full series.
In the meantime, thank you to Jessica and Julia, you have proven that British comedy is still a shining beacon in a world of shit. You have made a challenging TV programme that carries the best of what art can be, it is illuminating and deep, it peers into the abyss of our lives and laughs, it is subversive and edgy, with a steely moral centre and an outlook that is ultimately humane and empowering. In any sane world you would be lauded as heroes.
In the wake of the controversy surrounding 'Jerry Springer the Opera', comedian, writer and broadcaster Stewart Lee goes on the offensive, asking "what's wrong with blasphemy?" in this one-off 45 minute special.
80s Celebrity prostitute Miss Whiplash describes her out-of-body experience after a car crash. This probably shouldn't be as funny as it is. But it is. Like a lost Chris Morris sketch.
Watch her give her bizarre account of the underworld here.
As a perfect antidote to the rage induced by reading abysmally stupid comments posted on comment boards, why not join in taking the piss out of the very stupidest at spEak You're bRanes.
They are mostly gathered from the typically heinous posts over at the BBC News 'Have Your Say' board, with a few other gems thrown in.
Don't read too much, though - it's funny for a while and then unbearably depressing. I'll never forget reading the chilling line-
"She should be slowly tortured to death by decent mums like us."
This unintentionally hilarious 1984 documentary warns Americans of the dangers of Hinduism, and attempts to show how the west has been infiltrated by New Age practices that have Hindu tradition at their core.
It is two hours of laugh-a-minute nonsense, as the Reaganite Christian filmmakers go from silly (suggesting that yoga and meditation fads are corrupting decent American values) to ridiculous (lumping in Dungeons and Dragons and Star Wars as evil and heretical) to outrageously offensive (claiming that Hindu gods are in fact Christian demons).
I didn't watch Comic Relief this year. That's because experience has taught me that it's a shit way to spend an evening. Apart from a few five minute clips that you spend the whole bleedin' night waiting to see, you wade through hours upon hours of godawful celebrity 'variety performance', harrowing reports about all the terrible things that happen in this damned world, and dreading the cruelly inevitable appearance of Lenny Henry, the least funny man on the planet.
Thank goodness for YouTube. I got to watch all the best bits without the gumph. What I really could have done with was a list of links to all the good stuff. So here it is.