Wednesday, 18 February 2015

THE CLEOPATRA S A CRITIQUE.




In the grim dark watches of last Saturday night, unable to sleep, in pain and bored out of my brain I idly searched the U tube archives in search of something interesting to watch,what I found may well have scared me for life.

God help me! I fell foul of a dreadful epic in eight parts entitled “The Cleopatra s” , made in 1983 and missed by me entirely when it was first aired, as I had a new baby at the time and was embroiled with nappies,bottles and sleepless nights. Would that I had remained in blissful ignorance of this atrocity for it is without any doubt the most ghastly T.V drama I have ever watched, and believe me I've seen some rubbish!

The plot line follows the fortunes of the many Cleopatra s, their reigns, their marriages, the numerous matricides, patricides , fratricides and regicides they committed during their life times, along with other tortures and treacheries too numerous to mention here.

I had my doubts about the production from the moment it began, why, I wondered(and I still do) was the title music of the Scottish folk variety when the subject matter was Ancient Egypt? In spite of this the cast list was a role call of actors from such august establishments as the R.S.C so I quelled my unease and continued to watch.

What followed was so compellingly awful and at times unintentionally hilarious that I watched all eight episodes, I have seen more dramatic Corn flake commercials!


Richard Griffiths, one of our finest actors, recently deceased and much missed manfully ploughed his way through some truly atrocious dialogue, even his undoubted professionalism was not sufficient to disguise his disbelief at some of the lines he was expected to deliver with a straight face.
He was aided and abetted by such brilliant actors as Robert Hardy who did a creditable job of giving Julius Caesar, in spite of being hampered by some desperately camp performances from the likes of Graham Crowden and a veritable host of peculiar wigs and false beards, the historical accuracy of which left much to be desired!
Indeed many of the men's “syrups ” Looked as if they had been borrowed from the English Civil War series “By The Sword Divided”, I kid you not.

As for The Cleopatra s themselves what with all the girlie chat with their hand maidens “incidentally Charmian and Iras had the kind of accents which would have been more at home on the set of “East Enders”) and the constant stuffing of their faces with grapes, dates, melons and God knows what else a less Majestic bunch of chavs would be difficult to imagine.

Most of the real action took place “off” as it were so that such events as The battle of Actium, were not seen and most of the murders were only heard, blood curdling screams and groans peppered the dialogue like lead shot in a pheasants backside. Severed heads appeared often and from time to time a strange jingle, which sounded exactly like the arrival of an Ice Cream Van was played to signify ….some thing or other! I could continue for several pages with similar comments but that would place me in danger of becoming repetitive.

Now I can hear you asking “Why did I not switch off” ?  The  answer is I just don't know. Throughout that awful night one direful episode after another kept me engrossed, perhaps in the forlorn hope that it might improve and by the time I realised that this was not about to happen it was too late...I was hooked!This series was so bad that it made “The Tudors”appear learned! In spite of this I advise you give it a try. You will be amazed at the cast list as I was and if I admired their talent before I certainly take my hat off to them all for managing, without cracking up completely to deliver what must be some of the worst dialogue in the history of British Broadcasting, so that if the BBC lasts for a thousand years, men will still say ,this was there darkest hour! I expect many of them would be appalled to know that their hours of shame were still being aired. Evidently it was not buried deep enough, and it's mummified corpse still haunts the poor souls who placed their credibility as actors in jeopardy by appearing in it, not to mention poor unsuspecting victims such as myself......you have been warned!



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