Eastenders bosses saw sense, eventually. Rather than drag out the paedophile story until Christmas day for a freaky, festive finale, they opted to have Tony leg it a couple of weeks early. They also spared child-of-the-damned Lauren from his sneaky clutches, mercifully. Not sure how, but Lauren manages to be a realistic character, despite the fact the girl who plays her is somewhat dead around the eyes. Saying that, having your Dad cheating on your Mum with a girl less than half his age and then having your Uncle shack up with Mum as soon as she’s separated, dated an ex-squaddie half her age and tried to bury Dad alive in an urban forest, I suppose your senses might be a little numb.
Tony went out with a bang in an episode focused on Pat’s house. For one of the poorest threads in Eastenders history, it was surprising that the game was upped and the revelation episode was, in fact, genuinely affecting. If you didn’t see it, you won’t believe it, but Patsy Palmer – that shouting, rust-headed, walking mardy put in a bravura performance for once in her life. Bianca and Whitney’s interactions were horrifically believable, and Tony’s blank-faced nastiness went down well too.
I say ‘went down well’, but that’s hardly the right phrase. The thirty minutes left the audience nauseous as Bianca had what was occurring spelled out to her multiple times. When Tony’s amusing attempts to wriggle free failed (causing a cheer in my house), Bianca ran to the toilet to vomit copiously, just as I popped a roast potato into my mouth. Don’t they realise this is tea-time telly?
When Bianca pleaded with Tony, asking her to reveal if he’d touched little Tiff, he stalled when asked ‘why not?’. I can’t have been alone in wondering if he was going to specify the girl’s hair colour as the reason for his not advancing on her. It was even possible that he might have used the ‘Paedogedden’ reason given by Simon Pegg on Chris Morris’s Brass Eye special that he simply ‘didn’t fancy her’, but he left it, vaguely, at ‘that wouldn’t be my style’.
Making light of it is easy, so I’ll stop as this was actually a moving episode. Bianca’s character reacted exactly as the audience has come to expect – at first entirely selfishly and then, ultimately, believably sympathetic. It reminded us why she’s got such a strong role in a leading soap.
Tony was chased off at the end after making a crucial but mistimed return to the scene of the crime to pick up his passport and it’s genuinely good to see the back of him. At first the whole plotline was little short of comical, before turning more credible as Tony began to ‘go off’ his young prey as he watched her mature.
Despite Chris Coghill’s good showing, I’m glad we can move on from the era in which Eastenders became Beastenders.
All that revolting conversation at a time when me and the missus are settling down to dinner. What kind of time’s that to be airing such nastiness?
It’s a bloody disgrace.
Tags: BBC, BBC 1, BBC1, Bianca Jackson, Child Abuse, Chris Coghill, Culture, Eastenders, Media, paedophilia, Patsy Palmer, Soaps, Television, Tony, TV, Uncategorized, Whitney
December 10, 2008 at 10:55 am
Well I’m pleased to see the back of that chimpanzee. Was this abruptly brought to an end thanks to pressure, d’ye think? Or did the writers finally come to their senses and realise what a fucking awful storyline this was?
December 10, 2008 at 11:02 am
Who knows? At least they ended it the right way.
Was he actually simian then?
December 10, 2008 at 11:15 am
He certainly seemed that way. I expected him to start pounding the ground and puffing out his cheeks every time he came on screen.
December 10, 2008 at 11:16 am
With a baby in his arms.
I like the way he got the job at the youth-centre (eyes lit up when he heard about the position in one amusing scene) so easily. Completely unbelievable. Could only have been worse if it was a bloody creche.
December 10, 2008 at 11:24 am
I would have preferred it if he had looked like Nosferatu in a top hat and tail-coat. Creeping around Albert Square with his claws outstreteched, casting shadows across children’s bedrooms and cackling like a demon.
And wearing glasses. Like Dave.
December 10, 2008 at 11:59 am
NC that reminded me of a Sherlock Holmes story, can’t recall which one
December 10, 2008 at 12:00 pm
I didn’t realise anyone still watched EastEnders. I thought it was a remnant of the 90’s, like when you see Sunny Delight in some corner shop. Just assumed it had died on its arse.
December 10, 2008 at 12:04 pm
ELM – Yes, because it’s extremely obscure nowadays, ain’t it? Stuck out there in the scheduling hinterland that is four times a week on prime-time BBC1. YOU WEIRDO.
December 10, 2008 at 12:17 pm
Only soap I have ever watched was a 2 year obsessive neighbours stint. I can’t say I’ve watched more then three episodes of the others combined.
December 10, 2008 at 12:18 pm
Sherlock Holmes??
Hello?
*waves*
December 10, 2008 at 12:26 pm
*waves*
December 10, 2008 at 12:26 pm
People are extraordinarily snobbish towards the Beasts of the East.
And they probably all watch it on the sly.
December 10, 2008 at 12:37 pm
Not me. I watch it just before Holby and that rubbish Survivors programme.
December 10, 2008 at 12:39 pm
You’re an inverted snob, Nappers, that much is clear I’d say.
December 10, 2008 at 12:42 pm
I’m not snobby about it, I just don’t watch soaps.
December 10, 2008 at 12:48 pm
Isn’t an inverted snob a common oik?
December 10, 2008 at 12:56 pm
Not necessarily…
Anyway, I am also proud of my Eastenders habit and love of chicken kievs. They are not guilty pleasures.
December 10, 2008 at 1:02 pm
I’ve decided I’m human, by the way.
December 10, 2008 at 1:08 pm
Chicken Keivs, they are a food fit for a mid level Champions League team. Very tasty. I’m going through a pasta bake thing at the moment.
December 10, 2008 at 1:11 pm
I sorted that out. I phoned the killers and explained to them that ‘human’ and ‘dancer’ aren’t mutually exclusive terms.
December 10, 2008 at 1:19 pm
Are they not? Bugger! That’s been driving me mad for a week. I thought you had to take sides, see?
December 10, 2008 at 1:37 pm
Again, Napoleon, I didn’t think in this multimedia age and all that ‘prime time BBC 1’ meant that much anymore.
I think it’s great that there are still people like you and my Mum who live their lives round the telly. It’s very retro.
December 10, 2008 at 1:38 pm
It’s these bloody pop artists that’s the problem, NP. I spent ages trying to chase pavements; turned out that they reamin still most of the time, and require little if any chasing.
December 10, 2008 at 1:47 pm
ELM – BARB’s latest viewing figure for EastEnders is 9.7 million. That’s still a hell of a lot of folk. And what’s this ‘living your life round the telly’ shit? I watch TV for a few hours in the evening, like most people do.
December 10, 2008 at 2:28 pm
I never watch the electronic television, one prefers the wireless
*sips sherry*
*fondles dog*
December 10, 2008 at 2:30 pm
I just don’t feel that EE – or any soap now – has the cultural impact they did when I was a kid. Back in the day you could stop anybody on the street and they could name characters. I don’t think that’s the case now. 9.7m is a helluva lot of people, definitely, but didn’t it used to regularly do 20-25m?
December 10, 2008 at 2:40 pm
9 million out 0f 60 million. It’s still nearly a sixth of the population of Britain.
December 10, 2008 at 2:52 pm
ELM, TV was a different animal back then, there were only 3 channels until the 80’s, then 4, then 5, then fucking hundreds
December 10, 2008 at 3:27 pm
Absolutely, that’s what I meant when I said I thought EE didn’t do as much in the multimedia age.
I just don’t think it’s as ingrained in the national conciousness as it once was. All soaps, to be honest.
The last really big thing I remember was Dierdre going to jail, and that’s got to be a decade at least.
December 10, 2008 at 3:52 pm
Well I’m rather pleased with m’self. I managed to just scrape into grammar school by scoring nine out of fifteen in my eleven plus …
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/7773974.stm
It’s them maths ones that fuck me up.
December 10, 2008 at 4:02 pm
You did 11 plus?
I didn’t. I’VE BEEN FUCKING CHEETEDESED
December 10, 2008 at 4:04 pm
I did it when I was eleven, and I’ve just done did it again courtesy of the BBC. I believe I got a better score twenty two years ago, sadly.
December 10, 2008 at 4:13 pm
We had that television up here once. But then they went and allowed Scotch people onto the screen. River City! RIVER FUGGIN CITY! Telly went oot the windae. For the best, really. Next thing you know, we would have got Channel 5 and everything. And that would be just wrong. Mind you, I missed my weekly knock off to Carol Smillie on Postcode Challenge. So I now I just go on as a contestant every week, pretending to be Erchie McGlumpher fae KA22, and do it in present. I think she’s quite flattered.
December 10, 2008 at 4:16 pm
No doubt Mr. H’s words made perfect sense to anyone who spends their days eating their own children in a cave in the Hebrides.
December 10, 2008 at 4:27 pm
Well you’ve got to fill in the time somehow.
For those unacquainted with the incestuous child killing world of the Scotch, River City is our very own, hour long BBC soap opera;
http://www.bbc.co.uk/scotland/tv/rivercity/
And Postcode Challenge is our very own lottery show, where Carol Smillie asks a bunch of folk who live in the same street, some very tricky questions along the lines of;
Is the sky;
a) blue
2) blue, or
iii) blue
If you get all the questions right, you get to share (note, share) £25000 pounds with your four team mates. And when you can get more of the dole, it hardly seems worth the humiliation.
Unless humiliation with Carol Smillie is your thing.
http://www2.stv.tv/content/tv/postcode_challenge/
Good job we breed like rabbits.
December 10, 2008 at 4:28 pm
Mr H Says: Your comment is awaiting moderation.
Banditing bandits from the banditing bandit place.
December 10, 2008 at 4:33 pm
I hate East of Enders.
If i want to see families being vile to each other, I go to Asda.
I’ve been out in gods cuntryside cutting down trees.
Anyone ever played with Garageband?
It’s great for makinga da podcasts. I’ve found all the bits that A & J use.
December 10, 2008 at 4:38 pm
Cunts
http://uk.news.yahoo.com/5/20081210/tuk-city-bans-swearing-on-the-street-45dbed5.html
December 10, 2008 at 4:42 pm
“Don’t Pee Anti-Social”
Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
December 10, 2008 at 4:53 pm
Gracious me, it’s a telling sign of our times when young people have to be reminded not to use bad language in public
I say don’t remind ’em, Ling Chi ’em!
December 10, 2008 at 4:57 pm
I’m sure it will be a great success. Drunk people always pay attention to signs
December 10, 2008 at 5:01 pm
Indeed Nick, if history tells us anything, it’s that telling teenagers not to do something will cause an immediate cessation of that behaviour.
December 10, 2008 at 5:16 pm
Quality of life arrests, must be an election on.
December 10, 2008 at 9:40 pm
that was a quote from the wire, just in case.
December 11, 2008 at 10:27 am
Our Government are simply marvellous at working legislation which tickles at the margins and does very little to solve actual problems.
As, to be fair, most Governments throughout history are.
December 11, 2008 at 11:38 am
elm: that’s the difference between dictator and elected government. it’s all about legislation in democracy, isn’t it.
December 11, 2008 at 11:40 am
human vs dancer, mentioned earlier:
that line always reminds me of the mighty boosh episode “mutants” when the kids are being greated by bob fossil: “hi kids, i’m bob fossil and i am a human”
December 11, 2008 at 12:32 pm
Indy, yes, this is us being represented. Lucky old us!
December 11, 2008 at 1:09 pm
Re: Eastenders – I thought it was creepy when Whitney asked jug-ears why he didn’t want her to run away with him and he said it was because they were over and that ‘she wasn’t ‘special’ anymore’. Yuk!
Naps – I’ve done my test and I scored 14/15!
Also N, I dun wotched a prog ‘Extreme Marksmen’ on History Channel (your fave) the other night about sharpshooting. Did you see it? WOWEE
December 11, 2008 at 2:00 pm
Clarry – I didn’t see that. Was it on at the same time as Britain’s Hardest Villages? If so, I was watching Britain’s Hardest Villages.
December 11, 2008 at 2:53 pm
Chapel Brampton was at one, I presume.
*flexes*
search for a group called 180 Gs myspace – utterly, utterly, brilliant.
December 11, 2008 at 3:36 pm
Don’t know if it clashed with BHV or not – but it’s worth seeing if repeated. This one guy could flip a washer up in the air and shoot clean through the middle of it without touching the sides. He could also throw 8 clays in the air and shoot half of them, switch guns and shoot the rest. There was another guy who could shoot a pistol faster than a machine gun.
I’m not into guns AT ALL but this was kewl.
*continues to be amazed*
December 11, 2008 at 6:38 pm
*slinks out from under rock*
not bothered.
no way.
nooooowaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy.
alrighty then.
*slinks back under rock*
December 11, 2008 at 7:09 pm
Watch Coronation Street instead. It’s set and shot in Manchester rather than shitty, irrelivant London town.
December 12, 2008 at 8:28 am
I thought it was set in Salford?
December 12, 2008 at 9:20 am
Friday question: are we humans, or are we dancers?
December 15, 2008 at 9:22 pm
Hello, long time reader, first time commenter.
I wouldn’t be surprised if this guy makes a surprise return to the Square for the annual misery fest that is the Christmas special, so don’t breath a sigh of relief just yet!
February 18, 2009 at 7:41 pm
Bev Callard is the Busty Babe in Cora St
Emily Symonds is the Busty Babe in Emmerdale
Just wondering who qualifies in East Enders ?
any suggestions ?
February 18, 2009 at 8:29 pm
Shirl.
Oh – I thought you said ‘concave witch’.