Rock & Roll Through And Through





I can't be the only one worried about this film. I think it's most likely going to be horseshit. The trailers have been horseshit. What they show is Gervais getting way too loose with his creation. Where The Office was a parody of an unfortunate loser, Life On The Road is a parody of a parody. It's a caricature of Brent. Which is unnecessary, because he already is a caricature. It's like in Photoshop when you click on some filter twice by mistake, and the picture becomes completely indistinct.


The Guardian wrote a good article about this, and the knowing when to walk away. The older i get the more i realise knowing when to leave is one of the most important skills worth mastering in our waking lives. Mindless monosyllabic after-parties spring instantly to mind, but this applies to everything; getting out of the bath, relationships, hotel breakfast buffets, youtube binges, death. If you fall asleep in the sun, you gawn get burnt boy.



Which can turn out well.






But mostly doesn't.



Having made one of the most outstanding things to ever air on television period, Gervais had to come back for more. I have a feeling Life On The Road will be little more than the skidmark of a perfectly flushed Office-shaped turd, the fruits of the most glorious session ever spent locked away in the environs of an upstairs bathroom, one of the defining mid-mornings sit-downs of all our lives. With this in mind, let's kowtow to the lovely stuff that flushed clean first time, and get the Duck out to wipe the rest of the toilet bowl clean.






































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