When one thinks of Chris Morris and his attendant genre, what's the first thing that pops like a muddied speechbubble out of the old grey matter? Is it the gut-wrenchingly funny, painfully accurate news/sport spoof of The Day Today? (e.g BOOF! Eat my goal!) Or is it the intense, dark, uber-artistic Blue Jam? ("....Lizards!") Or, perhaps, the unstoppable satirical juggernaut that was Brass Eye? ("...crimes we know nothing about are going up as well!")
If you loved any or all of these, this book is something you should have been waiting for. Not only does Randall make it all hang together as one contiguous narrative, but it also bears repeated reads and, usefully, it works as a reference volume for the whole genre. Anecdote and insight are accompanied severally by fascinating biographical details and large helpings of the material itself. There may be stuff you know, but a great amount of unearthing has been done here; and, whilst the book does not unmask Morris fully, it also gives the distinct impression that the mask is part of the plan. You end up seeing just as much of the man as you feel you should.
Neither overly reverential nor lazily written, this is a cracking read about an auteur who not only demands your attention, but truly commands it. Read this, or receive a speaking-down...!
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