25th anniversary of Secret Policeman’s Ball: yawn

Next week’s Radio Times devotes the better part of 7 pages, including the cover, to a celebration of the 25th anniversary of The Secret Policeman’s Ball (SPB), a 1981 comedy revue in aid of Amnesty International. The event is also to be marked by a 75-minute television documentary to be broadcast next week on BBC4 and later on BBC2, and also by a 5-DVD boxed set of the SPB series running to more than 10 hours of footage. Ten hours!

The other evening my wife and I went to a preview at a London west end cinema of the documentary, preceded by introductory remarks of varying persuasiveness by sundry Personalities, including its producer and director, plus the admirable and eloquent Director of Amnesty UK, Kate Allen: and followed by an ‘all-star’ panel discussion and Q&A session comprising the same celebrities and, ‘in the flesh’ (as enthusiastically emphasised when he was introduced), Rowan Atkinson, whose career turned out to have been launched by the original SPB, on which occasion he ‘stole the show’ – most of the live part of the evening was conducted in this kind of luvvy language. The all-star panel Q&A was to be followed in turn by a screening of the film of the original SPB. I’m afraid that by that time my wife and I had had more than enough, so we made our excuses – as the saying goes – and left.

The SPB brought together three-quarters of the original Beyond the Fringe team (almost invariably sharp and funny), the Monty Pythons (very funny in a surreal way at their best, awful much of the rest of the time, as it may by now be permissible to admit), and assorted other comedians of diverse quality, of whom one of the best was undoubtedly Mr Atkinson, immortalised by Black Adder and some lesser programmes. Mr Atkinson proved a rather good panellist, drily puncturing some of the more inflated inanities of the other participants. He also commended himself to us by being resolutely and deliberately Not Funny. Some of the others seemed under the impression that they had personally presided over some immense and historic national triumph: winning the second world war, perhaps, or finding a solution to the problem of global warming.

Some of the contributors to the interviews in the Radio Times do give the impression of being in two minds about the nature of their achievement, viewing it as both rather amateurish and at the same time unarguably heroic. Michael Palin, for example:

‘[The director’s] style was very impressionistic, very rough and ready, so it all seemed rather underground – which, in our pretentious way, we thought we were. We loved the idea of being subversive: we were the guerrilla army of comedy!’

The guerrilla army of comedy!

And Alexei Sayle (one of the more uncompromising of comedians when at his biting and manic best), recalls discussing on camera with the director of the first three SPBs for the new documentary

‘how unsure we were as to the worth of what we were appearing in, and of the bombastic, celebrity-as-goodness-dispensing-god events such as Live Aid, Comic Relief and Children in Need, of which the [SPB] was the prototype. That part of our conversation was not used: films such as this like to tell a simple, happy story, and celebrity charity events are now above criticism.’

Cleese as Python Posted by Hello

Eddie Izzard, from a later generation of comics, told the Radio Times:

‘Benefit gigs can be great for your career: people sit up and take notice of you in a way they won’t if you’re doing your regular show. All performers are aware that it’s not just for a good cause – it’s a good job to get.’

And the SPB director, Roger Graef, winds up the festival of disingenuous self-congratulation by asserting that

‘We achieved a lot – but, sadly, the issues Amnesty is concerned with are more urgent than ever. We were the first people to use comedy to address them.’

I love that ‘but’!

Still, Amnesty is incontestably an outstandingly good cause, so whatever you might think of some of these luvvies’ opinion of their place in history, please go out and buy those DVDs. You don’t have to watch them.

4 December 2004

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  1. Brian,
    Your image of John Cleese is, I think, taken from the Python film “The Meaning of Life�. He plays a number of parts in the film, including the “First Fish�! But here he is the headmaster of a public school. He has just entered the schoolroom to continue a “human biology� lesson! The dialogue is hilarious.

    Pandemonium breaks out.

    “Headmaster: All right, settle down, settle down. [He puts his papers down.] Now before I begin the lesson will those of you who are playing in the match this afternoon move your clothes down on to the lower peg immediately after lunch before you write your letter home, if you’re not getting your hair cut, unless you’ve got a younger brother who is going out this weekend as the guest of another boy, in which case collect his note before lunch, put it in your letter after you’ve had your hair cut, and make sure he moves your clothes down onto the lower peg for you. Now…

    Wymer: Sir?

    Headmaster: Yes, Wymer?

    Wymer: My younger brother’s going out with Dibble this weekend, sir, but I’m not having my hair cut today sir, so do I move my clothes down or…
    Headmaster: I do wish you’d listen, Wymer, it’s perfectly simple. If you’re not getting your hair cut, you don’t have to move your brother’s clothes down to the lower peg, you simply collect his note before lunch after you’ve done your scripture prep when you’ve written your letter home before rest, move your own clothes on to the lower peg, greet the visitors, and report to Mr Viney that you’ve had your chit signed.
    Now, sex… sex, sex, sex, where were we?

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