at first glance, it was a bit of a worry; holmes in blue.
the set made him look more like part of the penguin exhibit at kelly tarletons.
we were promised he would start of with a big bang; rumours swirling and hopes building he was going to do a dennis conner on cherie blair. hence the good opening night ratings numbers.
the expectation was holmes sitting blair down and asking her what the hell she was doing involving herself in one of those fundraising scams where the actual charity gets relatively diddly squat in comparison to obscenely high management/celebrities fees?
instead we had the unedifying sight of alison mau doing the corridor, (while on the hoof), interview.
and what an interview; if mau had asked if she could get down and kiss and lick the soles of blairs’ shoes nobody would have been surprised.
that particular segment should be used in journalism schools as a classic example of the fawning, groveling interview; especially given the context, this was an example of journalism not in action.
even blair was surprised by the obsequious tone of voice/questioning used by mau; and kept looking at her nervously, waiting for the questions that never came.
that interview would be part of the reason holmes ratings plummetted on subsequent days. (next day was a self serving exercise in tree planting and a bloody golf caddy or something; who cares?)
and of course the other reason is that it is just holmes doing the same old, same old.
i dont think it’s enough paul. we all now how good you are at adlibbing and filling up dead screen time (as opposed to judy baily; who falls into that mid -distance stare/stunned mullet look at glitch time).
but, as i say, i don’t think it’s enough, and i think we may have seen enough of that particular schtick.
over on tv1 the close-up host was looking surprisingly upmarket conducting a reasonably sensible interview with bill english and someone else. but that only really looked good in comparison to primes offering.
come on john campbell, hurry up!