Quarehawk

Episode 1

“There is a sense that one has only to mention the name Peig Sayers to a certain age group and one will see a dramatic rolling of the eyes, or worse.” John Minihan, speaking in Seanad Eireann in 2006.

Well yeah. But the ghost of Peig Sayers helping an entrepreneur start up an Irish-based business does sound fairly amusing. Although because it’s on TG4, you know this series is basically going to be an extended plug for Irish, but that’s fine. Plugging the Irish language is the entire purpose of TG4. And it’s certainly preferable to sit down to something like this than to the recent embarrassing madness of a dubbed Southpark.

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Here we are in episode 4 and the bumbling shitfest that is “The English Class” continues unabated. Oh RTE - what are you trying to do to us? Us license payers who love you? Sometimes following comedy on RTE is like being in an abusive marriage. They keep hurting us but we stay with them and kid ourselves that it’ll get better.

RTE were just going through a tough time these past 30 years, we rationalize, twisting a handkerchief in our tense fingers, but this season they’ve got themselves together and worked out their issues. And now they understand our needs (we need half-intelligent humour), and we know it will be better from here on in. Because remember “Paths To Freedom” we say, brightening up, and look at “The Panel”. That Panel is funny! Yeah, those good times make it worthwhile we think, blinking our puffy swollen eyes and trying to keep our gaze from falling on the “Upwardly Mobile” box set we got three Christmases ago.

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“Lovely Dust”

The word from a barman I talked to in Rathmines and guy who waters the plants where I work, is that The Panel isn’t as good anymore. The format is getting stale. You’d be better off spending your Monday nights in Copperface Jack’s trying to meet nurses, so he says. Well let’s see…

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Series 4 Episode 1 (Guest appearance by Grainne Seoige)

[NOTE: Artistic license used. Drawing may not be representative of the actual content of the program]

Sweet Jesus, calling Killinaskully over-acted would be like calling the Pacific ocean damp. It’s all gurning, winking, and capering around in fields. And the stage-Irish accents are worse than Michael Flatley speaking to Radio Na Gaeltacht on Paddy’s weekend.

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