One of my bugbears (stick around long enough and you'll hear about many,
many more) is when a piece of entertainment or culture which I like is, for want of a better word, contaminated by its association with someone of whom I disapprove for one reason or another. This sets off confusing emotions and leaves me feeling pathetically unsure whether to just write off the show/band/film etc or somehow find a way to soften my stance towards this interloper, in order to be able to continue to enjoy it.
To illustrate, here are my Top 5 Examples:
1. Extras
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| Costumes lovingly created by Coldplay |
I love Ricky Gervais and Stephen Merchant's follow up to The Office, and some of the cameos are tremendous, e.g Patrick Stewart, David Bowie. But Chris Martin? And him singing as well? No thanks. Anyone who is in a band that
indulges in knitting in the recording studio has no place in my world.
Then there's Vinnie Jones. IMDB's profile of him states: "Often plays a very angry brute character, who swears a lot at people he dislikes." Yep, that's about it. He was, it must be said, voted Best British Actor in 2001 by readers of Empire Magazine. Those guys know what they're talking about, right?
2. Puff Daddy
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| Yes, I know |
Yes, that's what I call him. As someone who struggles to remember names I'm buggered if I'm memorising more than one per person. Having long seen him as one of the most overrated performers of all time, and hating that whole clothing line and premium vodka brand thing, I wanted him to be terrible in the Russell Brand comedy Get Him to The Greek, but he actually did a half decent job of sending himself and his image up.
However... whatever possessed Jimmy Page (someone who, hitherto, had been fiercely protective of Led Zeppelin's legacy) to collaborate with him on an awful reworking of the Zep classic Kashmir (entitled Come With Me) I'll never know.
3. Bobby Gould
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| Lump It! |
As a football (soccer) fan loyal to one particular team, these contradictory feelings have to be confronted at fairly regular intervals over the seasons, be they concerning players signed by your club, or about the Manager/Coach. I imagine that Manchester United fans who also support England would have have wanted to lynch their own player Cristiano Ronaldo, after his conniving got Wayne Rooney sent off in the 2006 England v Portugal World Cup Quarter Final. Or perhaps they soon realised what an advantage it was to have a despicable, diving cheat on their side, rather than the opposition.
With regard to my own club, they went through some pretty dark days 20 - 30 years ago, few darker than when managed by the man pictured to the right, Bobby Gould (this sentence only helps you narrow down to about 18 clubs if you're trying to work out which one is mine). The kind of lumpen, direct football which was his trademark tested the fans' patience to the limit, but still we urged our team on. There comes a point with every unpopular manager however, when the thought of a defeat seems almost bearable, as long as it hastens his departure. Gould did in fact win his last game in charge. There was though the small matter of a coffin being passed around the crowd with his name on it ...
4. The Thick of It
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| The current cast |
When the lead actor in one of your favourite comedy programmes turns out in real life not to be the most pleasant of characters, it can be pretty disappointing. The car crash that is Charlie Sheen is bad enough, but when Thick of It star Chris Langham was found guilty of possessing child pornography in 2007, this great political satire seemed finished. It is to the credit of the cast, writers and producers that they regrouped and were able to keep the show alive, maintaining its excellent standards and even producing a full-length feature film (In The Loop). Me? I can't bring myself to watch the old episodes which Langham appeared in. I can't separate the quality of the material and performances (including Langham's - he was very good) from the sordid revelations. And that makes me feel sad.
5. The Lonely Island
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| The Lonely Island |
The Lonely Island are a US comedy troupe who have done some excellent spoof music videos which I have enjoyed and tittered at profusely. They send up musical genres and stars very well, but for me it would be infinitely preferable if they had someone dressed up as, say, Lady Gaga rather than letting the actual star show what a good sport she is by playing along. Maybe I'm alone here but I just find it a bit depressing to read that on their latest album there are collaborations with the likes of Snoop Dogg, Akon, Rihanna and Nicki Minaj, when those people are ripe for really cutting parody.
That said, nothing can stop me from howling at this recent video featuring Michael Bolton. If you only remember him as the mulleted Motown mangler of old, then this will be a revelation.
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