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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
Literary Equivalent Of A Chinese Takeaway, 12 April 2009
Had really looked forward to reading this. Like so many other 40-somethings, "Blue Peter" played its role in my childhood, I watched twice a week without fail, I supported the appeals, read the annuals, won a "Blue Peter" (BP) badge. Purves' autobiography was not only going to take me back to those days but reveal more of the hidden and perhaps darker aspects of the programme, thus satisfying both the child AND the adult in me reading the book.
He makes a big point, at the beginning, of how he has never kept things, diaries, memories, and that a lot of what he will write is from a memory that he goes onto admit, hasn't really retained much of his past, BP included.
Then he goes on, in the most microscopic and exacting detail, at length, about his days in rep, page after page, recalling plays, co-stars, venues, where he went on holiday, and who with, the cars, the houses, the meals...and if that isn't all total recall, then I don't know what is!
His treatment of his time in "Dr Who" is similar, you anticipate a brief memory or recollection here and there (expecially as recordings and thus evidence of old "Dr Who" episodes are scarce to non existent), but no, co-stars, scripts, sets, various aliens and their dastardly ways are all revisited with the same exacting attention to detail, and, interesting as it is, you soon find yourself the long time fan of the rock band who are plugging all of their new stuff, you want the old classics and you want them NOW!
A little unfair perhaps, as it is an autobiography, not a BP book (and isn't the jacket oh-so-cheesy, its like the front of a brochure promoting life insurance for the over fifties-safe, warm, non-threatening)so one must wade through the minutiae in order to get to the good stuff and yes, you do, eventually, after learning about another car he bought, or how he bought and "did up" another flat in Richmond, get on with it man!
And its OK. Nothing too revealing, nothing shocking. They went to Ceylon. It was hot. They washed elephants. They're really big. Then they went to Mexico. It was hot there as well. John Noakes was not really like his on screen persona. What, REALLY? And, of course, theres Lulu the elephant. Hmmm.
Its very much "we did this, then we did this, and did you remember when we did THAT, well, guess what...?" And it dribbles to the time he left the programme and details what he has done since, from "Kickstart" (which he seems to think was pure TV gold, up there with "Life On Earth"), through Crufts and onto the training films he co-produces now, and which he was happy, I seem to recall, to 'contribute' a spoof one to "The Office"-that doesn't get a mention, incidentally!
Its OK. Dull but worthy I suppose. I hope that John Noakes' book, which is anticipated, will be a little more, well, interesting. I suspect it will, and, if you want to learn more about BP, suggest you refer to Richard Marson's excellent book about the programme, which is also available on Amazon.
So yes, like that meal. You looked forward to it, you wanted it, you bought it, you didn't feel as hungry as you thought you were whilst you were eating it-and by the time you'd finished, you really rather wish you hadn't waded through it in the first place.
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