James Walton

Not merely funny but somehow also joyous: Sky One’s Brassic reviewed

Plus: the central argument of BBC Four's Stories of Australian Cinema was that Australia was 'a nation of storytellers' (ie, a nation)

John Thomson's scene-stealing turn as a down-on-his-luck clown called Mr Popov – or Colin to his friends. Image: Sky UK ltd 
issue 09 May 2020

Danny Brocklehurst, the scriptwriter for Sky One’s Brassic, used to work for Shameless in its glory days — although if you didn’t know that already you could probably guess. For a start, the central characters are another close-knit group of ducking-and-diving working-class northerners not overburdened with a social conscience. But there’s also the fact that, no matter what they get up to, they’re clearly supposed to be lovable — coupled with the rather more mysterious fact that they are. However dark the storylines theoretically become, the programme presents them with such an infectious swagger, and such a thorough blurring of realism and wild imagination, that the result is not merely funny but somehow joyous.


Series two began on Thursday with Vinnie (Joe Gilgun) still on the run from a local criminal after inadvertently stealing his beloved antique dildo. This meant that whenever he went out, Vinnie was obliged to wear a series of disguises, all of which were deeply penetrable.

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