Get rid of The Apprentice and I guarantee you’ll get BBC’s box-ticking b*****ks
OVER in Cambridge, team Empower’s scavenger hunt has come to a grinding halt as they search frantically for the town’s river, with absolutely nothing to guide them.
Nothing, except the words “TO THE RIVER” and a dirty great arrow, written on to a wall, about a metre from their heads.
So they pause for a few seconds, look around, then scamper off in completely the wrong direction.
The tip of the stupidity iceberg, as it transpired, on last week’s episode of The Apprentice, where they’ve been delivering this sort of comedy gold for 15 series now and, for about 13 of them, have had to put up with people assuring us: “It’s past its sell-by date.”
One year they’ll be right, as well.
ALL-TIME HALL OF FAME
But not this one, which has thrown up another wonderful selection of candidates with a whole variety of personality flaws and business skills, ranging from the competent, Flump-voiced Iasha Masood, right the way down to Ryan-Mark Parsons, the camp Michael McIntyre clone who Lord Sugar correctly labelled “a weather cock”. Even if we can argue about the “weather” bit.
Two contestants, though, go straight into the all-time Apprentice Hall Of Fame, alongside the greats like Paul Torrisi and Stuart Baggs.
First is Cockney barrow boy Thomas Skinner, who sticks out among the boys like Ray Winstone in a touring production of Priscilla, Queen Of The Desert, and has turned out to be a lot more likeable than I was expecting.
The second, though, most certainly hasn’t. For she is Lottie Lion, the librarian and wine snob who’s given to quoting Shakespeare: “For though she is but little she is a massive pain in the a**e.” Or words to that effect.
All your worst office nightmares rolled into one, this girl. An undermining, passive-aggressive crawler who can swivel on a sixpence, depending on which way Lord Sugar’s wind is blowing.
“In business there is no room for gambling.” “Hang on. Business is a gamble. You don’t take risks, you get nowhere.” “Yes, risk-taking is important, Lord Sugar.”
Lottie’s also not helped by the fact she’s often right and most certainly wasn’t to blame for the failure of the scavenger hunt task which disintegrated, in shameful fashion, right at the start when team Empower’s Pamela Laird asked: “Does anyone know when the Second World War started?” Silence. They didn’t know when it started, finished, or even what side was responsible for killing Biggie and Tupac.
A media meltdown followed, yet, amid the general despair, no one bothered to thank The Apprentice for the public service of flagging up this ignorance, because that’s not what happens with this show. Instead, it gets accused of stuff.
This year, inevitably, it’s been called racist and claims have been made that the first four candidates were sacked due to their skin colour, rather than the fact they were completely useless or produced a “bespoke corporate lollipop” that looked more like a vibrator.
THESE IMBECILES
It’s only Twitter that’s saying these things, of course, but they need to be quashed as the BBC is actually dumb enough to listen to these imbeciles and forget Sugar’s first winner was Tim Campbell and his show is about the only place on the network where black and minority ethnic people will be treated entirely on their merits.
Get rid of The Apprentice and, I guarantee you, its precious and entertaining hours will be filled with the same mollycoddling, box-ticking, condescending, right-on b*****ks that fills most of the rest of the Beeb’s output.
Treasure this show while you still can (The Apprentice, BBC1, Wednesday, 9pm).
Great TV lies and delusions of the week
Who Are You Calling Fat? Unhealthy Victoria: “Health doesn’t exist. It’s a social construct.”
The One Show, Matt Baker: “I’m very much looking forward to talking about your play, Meera [Syal].”
The X Factor: Celebrity, Louis Walsh to Jenny Ryan: “Very few people can sing Shirley Bassey but you nailed every single note.”
With a Black & Decker staple gun and no anaesthetic.
Martin's silence is Golden
ONLY two places there’s ever likely to be a demand for Vinnie Jones to sing Lip Up Fatty, by Bad Manners.
One of them is Piers Morgan’s Hollywood wake.
Thankfully, that’s probably still a good 25 or 30 months away.
So I’ll stick with the other, X Factor: Celebrity, where we were already several horrors into the night when Martin Bashir’s brain developed technical issues, just as he was about to assault the second verse of Easy
Like Sunday Morning.
“I’ve forgotten the words . . .
“A wah wah-waaah wanna be freeeee.
“I do apologise.”
Not necessary, Martin.
Vinnie’s manic can-can took the initial sting out of things a couple of turns later.
And, when it came to the climax, Simon Cowell dodged his decision and the public voted-off Jonny Labey and Victoria Ekanoye instead of a startled Bashir, who gasped: “What has happened?”
You stayed silent. They sang. Go figure.
Random TV irritations
Autumnwatch’s Chris Packham failing to open it up to viewers’ suggestions when Gillian Burke claimed: “I’ve no idea how I’m going to top anal scenting.”
Seven Worlds, One Planet cutting and pasting that horrendous old footage of the sky-diving walruses.
A BBC1 continuity woman deciding His Dark Materials is our “new Sunday night obsession”. (It’s not).
The slyly partisan One Show featuring a film with Corbynista Ken Loach calling for “real change”, on the day the election was called.
And arch-luvvie David Tennant describing the responsibility of murdering one Proclaimers song for Children In Need: Got It Covered as: “A bit like National Service.”
For you or the viewers, David?
Lookalikes of the week
- Sent in by Gerry Duncan, via email
- Picture research: Alfie Snelling
Lost in a material world
THE guessing games begin as soon as the opening credits for BBC1’s big new Sunday night drama kick in and reveal it’s set in a parallel universe.
A place where relationships between humans and their animal soul-mates are unusually close.
Swindon?
“Oxford.”
Oooh, close, but no cigar at the start of His Dark Materials, an epic, eight-part adaptation of author Philip Pullman’s trilogy that’ll probably go down well with anyone who’s read the books and loves fantasy adventure.
Unfortunately, I haven’t read the books and hate fantasy adventure.
My loss, I realise. It means I draw an emotional blank with the show’s incredible production values (£50million) and even Ruth Wilson’s fabulous performance as Mrs Coulter.
Initial stumbling block is the fact everyone’s trailed around by their own soul in animal form, Daemons who can all talk but never once stop to take a dump or cock their leg against the scenery.
Teenage heroine Lyra has a shape-shifting weasel thing called Pantalaimon, James “Asriel” McAvoy’s got Stelmaria the snow leopard and John Torode’s got a hairless gastropod called Gregg. But that’s another show, I think.
On this one, there’s also the all-powerful Magisterium, giving everyone the creeps, and the uncharted north’s mysterious city in the sky, which James McAvoy is getting quite excited about.
The detail that finished off His Dark Materials for me, though, was the news that arrived just before the climax of episode one.
“Roger’s been taken by the Gobblers.”
As the late, great Eric Morecambe once said, there really is no answer to that.
Incidentally
Would it be fair to assume the BBC’s bisexual Dracula bats for both sides?
TV gold
BBC2’s darkly funny Guilt, with Mark Bonnar and Jamie Sives.
The nightmarish, bird-eating Iranian viper footage on Seven Worlds One Planet.
Lee Mack pretending to be Anneka Rice’s nude life model on the outstanding Would I Lie To You (BBC1).
C4’s brilliant Celebrity Hunted climaxing with the question: “Is Gavin Henson really stupid enough to go back to his own house?” (Yes he is).
And best ever breakfast TV host, Piers Morgan, marking his eagerly awaited return to Good Morning Britain by identifying singer Ruby Turner as the rhyming slang for curry, “Ruby Murray”.
Food food food, Piers.
- Compiled by Graham Wray
Great Sporting Insights
Matt Le Tissier: “Michael Keane’s trod on Connolly’s foot and doesn’t have a leg to stand on.”
Clinton Morrison: “I think Mesut Ozil had a prove to point.”
Jeff Stelling: “For United this is a matter of extreme danger with a capital X.”
- Compiled by Graham Wray
Unexpected morons in the bagging area
Tipping Point, Ben Shephard: “Piglet and Eeyore are companions of which fictional bear?”
Matt: “Donkey.”
The Chase, Bradley Walsh: “Pemberton Place in Atlanta is named after the inventor of what soft drink?”
Glynis: “Orange.”
Bradley Walsh: “Which cabinet designer published a book of his own designs in 1754?”
Vivien: “Mr Ikea.”
And Bradley Walsh: “Dingoes are said to have been introduced to Australia by whom?”
Kirsten: “The Kennel Club.”
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