Top critical review
Why I didn't bother to revise my opinion of Rev.
on 2 May 2014
I finally gave this show a go, for the last episode in the series, and it’s left me completely bewildered as to what all the fuss has been about. I had tried it once previously only to find the credit sequence so annoying that I switched it off.
But, having read rave reviews in the press (Guardian, Telegraph, Standard), with columnists dubbing it ‘brilliant’, feting it as a masterpiece and praising the performances, I steeled myself to try again.
I really wish I hadn't bothered.
I found Tom Hollander entirely unprepossessing in a vaguely irritating way. His relationship with wife Olivia Colman had no ring of truth – their absurd polite arm’s-length behaviour made it seem like they didn't know each other at all but had just been deposited on the same set together that day. She was phonily perky like someone instructed to alter her tone to ‘jolly’ and ‘upbeat’ as if talking to a child in need of special encouragement.
They are supported by a cast of characters who all have faces that you want to slap.
Is it meant to be a comedy? There was no humour in it, not a single funny line, bar the chap professing himself to be very good at humility.
I have never had much sympathy for self-indulgent people who lie in bed moping all day after a setback, as the lead did in this episode. After all, he has a wife, child and people who appear to respect him despite the fact that he comes across as a bit dim and self-centred.
Thank goodness this wasn't some gem that had passed me by but rather a travesty of a comedy/drama/whatever (I couldn't really tell), purporting to be intellectual and appealing for some reason to the moneyed upper-middle classes.