5 December 2006 | davidfellowes
Victoria Wood, and we're glad that she did
I haven't actually seen this movie, although my faith is such that I do not feel that I need to in order to recommend it. I have, however, seen Victoria Wood Live. Dinnerladies (Victoria Wood not so live) is the definitive comedy programme, and this generation can relax knowing that, despite Norman Foster, we have left something of value behind us. But Victoria Wood Live has a closing aerobic routine that makes being born a small price to pay for being in her audience (for both parties). We are not worthy.
(Embarrassed silence: The sponsors have warned me that concision in these comments is not rewarded, and a minimum of ten lines of text is required. Pithy.)