Although I saw this series when I was much younger, my parents had seen it and they told me it was never fully appreciated back then. After rewatching it, I'm going to label it as an unjustly neglected show that should've done better than it originally did.
In Gurney Slade, he practices the art of self-mockery and elevates it to the nth degree. Shades of early British anarchic comedies combine to make a television show that follows the adventures of an actor--or so we think--as he moves from set to set in a grimy British background.
The sets are minimal, and the acting seems improvised at times, but it's all part of the madness that was Newley's imagination, and that's exactly what it was then--and is it now. The episodes are few, but the payoff in the finale, with echoes of The Twilight Zone, is a tour de force of acting and horror combined.
This is a show, that, IMO, should be watched again by anyone who's interested in seamlessly breaking the fourth wall. It's that good.
In Gurney Slade, he practices the art of self-mockery and elevates it to the nth degree. Shades of early British anarchic comedies combine to make a television show that follows the adventures of an actor--or so we think--as he moves from set to set in a grimy British background.
The sets are minimal, and the acting seems improvised at times, but it's all part of the madness that was Newley's imagination, and that's exactly what it was then--and is it now. The episodes are few, but the payoff in the finale, with echoes of The Twilight Zone, is a tour de force of acting and horror combined.
This is a show, that, IMO, should be watched again by anyone who's interested in seamlessly breaking the fourth wall. It's that good.