Peacock and Gamble (3 stars)

This article is from 2012

Peacock and Gamble

No TV deal just yet for comedic spacehoppers

While they proclaim that they aren’t especially fussed about never being on TV, Ray Peacock and Ed Gamble may be biting their tongues somewhat. Certainly, there must be somewhere (a late-night corner on BBC Three?) for their ill-fitting partnership to thrive: one is witty, sensible and good-looking, the other is a hyperactive, hairy Hobbit. As a duo, they bounce off each other like comedic spacehoppers with knockabout banter that might actually be too frenetic for its own good.

Welcoming us into their lighthouse-esque set (maybe it’s kids TV they want to break into?), they breezily chat about launching a new career as internet medics while wielding their showbiz connections with some screened chat to Miranda Hart: you just know that she won’t be fully aware of who she’s talking to, and you’re right. The somewhat inevitable climb-down from their original anti-gogglebox position makes for a suitably frenzied finale. It’s a perfectly serviceable and matey hour but maybe just not distinctive enough to warrant a serious sit-down with a telly exec.

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