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I have just had the very odd experience of watching one of my mates on the telly. He was a suspect on the latest episode of Taggart. I've worked with him in several plays, and I've always regarded him as a really talented actor, but it's still weird seeing someone you know inside the little box in the corner of your living room where the tiny famous people live.
It frankly ruined Taggart for me. How can you be at all concerned about who the murderer is when one of your mates is a suspect? I mean, it completely shatters the illusion of reality - I know he's not the murderer because I was playing racketball with him on Tuesday.
I have a good mind to demand repayment of my licence fee. What is the point in shelling out good money to watch Scottish-based detective serials, when they don't even take the trouble to make sure that you don't know who all of the actors are? For example, would Agatha Christie have been the success she is today, if all of the suspects in her novels had been made up of people I went to school with? I think not! Imagine how foolish it would be if Hercule Poirot was questioning David Eccles who once wet himslef in Primary 2 because he couldn't complete his seven times table.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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