Paul Blart: Mall Cop – DVD Review
Kevin James' varied CV has thus far featured a wealth of memorable creations. Bumbling fat-guy in King of Queens, bumbling fat-guy in Hitch and bumbling fat-guy in I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry - there hasn't been such a startling auteur with this much range since
John Candy.
And like Candy (which James clearly does), Kevin manages to make what is an otherwise down on his luck cardboard cutout into a likeable chubby action hero -
Paul Blart. This is silly fun, the kind that makes children laugh until they're rolling around dribbling, while leaving adults to exclaim 'meh'.
The Five Best Stand-Ups You’ve Probably Never Heard Of
Mainstream comedians are fantastic, aren't they? Of course they are, why else would they be on the telly? Dawn French, Lee Mack, Justin Lee Collins, Alan Carr... the list is endless.
Just thinking about them makes us want to round up every TV executive in a small room and hack the testicles off them that they haven't even got in the first place.
And so the following is a list – in no particular order – of some of the most brilliant, unique, prime-time repellent and, therefore, largely anonymous comedians we’ve had the privilege to have never heard.
Read what we’ve got to say, watch and listen to what they have to say, fall in love and spread the word.
Some Fool Lets Tim Allen Direct A Film
You know where you are with Tim Allen - you're either in a cinema full of bored children or the Sandstone Federal Correctional Institute listening to the billionth anecdote about sneaking drugs through Kalamazoo airport.
But Tim Allen has worked out that only starring in films about Santa Claus won't win him an Oscar. Indie comedies are what'll win him an Oscar, which is why Tim Allen has signed up to make his directorial debut with the comedy Crazy On The Outside.
Don't worry, though, this isn't some guffy ego-puffing vanity project, because Tim Allen isn't even going to star in Crazy On The Outsi... what's that? He is going to star in Crazy On The Outside? OK, well in that case it is a guffy ego-puffing vanity project. Sorry about the mix up.
Hecklergigs: Milton Jones, The Porthole
Comedy nights can be hit-and-miss affairs.
You know the score - sometimes you're blown away by a selection of genuinely witty, intelligent and funny gag-merchants, while on other occasions you end up so bored with legions of "hey, aren't men and women kinda different" jokes that you end up gnawing on your pint glass in sheer frustration. And then receiving a cleaners bill for all that pesky blood-mopping afterwards.