In one of the trailers for Spaced, the sitcom from the Shaun of the Dead guys, a deep voice intones, "No one can explain what Spaced is. You must watch it for yourself." After viewing the entire series over the last two nights, I have to agree, and won't begin to try.
But, I will describe this one scene because, to me, it kinda says it all.
Tim is at work, a comic shop called Fantasy Bazaar. "You are so blind!" he yells at an unseen customer. "You so do not understand! You weren't there at the beginning. You don't know how good it was, how important. This is it for you -- this jumped-up firework display of a toy advert! People like you make me sick! What's wrong with you?"
At which point we see he's talking to a kid who can't be more than six.
"Now take your pocket money and get out!"
The kid runs crying from the store. "What a prick," Tim observes, at which point the store manager, the improbably named Bilbo (played by Bill Bailey), calls him into the office.
"The Phantom Menace was eighteen months ago, Tim!"
"I know, Bilbo, but it still hurts! Y'know, that kid wanted a Jar-Jar doll."
"Kids like Jar-Jar!"
Tim, incredulous, cries out, "Why?"
"What about the Ewoks?" Bilbo counters. "They were rubbish! You don't complain about them."
"Yeah, but Jar-Jar Binks makes the Ewoks look like fucking Shaft!"
Pure poetry. Spaced is my new favorite show.
