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(according to my Dad): http://drownedinsound.com/community/boards/social/4438546#r7790851
and it had Martin Clunes and Caroline Quentin in, I think.
Do you REMEMBER it, guys? Let me know.
The poor man's Clunes.
Also, this guy:
(In the loosest possible sense)
a cardboard cut-out of Michael Owen.
Sounds like a particularly disorienting fever dream.
Michael Owen is a boring man. He dedicates most of his life to nullifying any sense of wonder in the world via a mixture of banal observations on Twitter, hamstring injuries and horse patting. He is now 32 years of age but his dull-de-sac existence hasn’t crept up on him; in fact, at 20, he demonstrated now familiar levels of cardboard in the strange six-part CBBC series “Hero to Zero”. Adopting the weird role of bedroom-dwelling football guru to curtain haired and relatively smug ten year old Charlie, Owen comes alive from a poster in the kids bedroom and assumes the role of life-mentor, to drape-barnet Charlie’s absolute delight.
Michael Owen is so dreary though that even his transformation from poster to human feels like a ten day toothache: evoking the same amount of shazam and magic as your pissed uncle pulling a pound from behind your ear does. His subsequent advice is particularly clichéd: be kind, play fairly, don’t massacre your tedious family, eat your greens etc. but it is in his line delivery that the show kabooms into classic. Sounding like a sad parrot being prodded into delivering Hamlet’s soliloquys by a harsh owner and a hot poker stick, Owen performs with languishing resentment and trudging monotony: making the show more than a CBBC mistake but also a cruel metaphor for his eventual footballing career.