As a comedy show about a zombie, I believe we were legally obligated to make a joke using the phrase 'braaaaaains'.
Sunday, 4 October 2020
Dead Drunk Detective: Made Off With His Head
As a comedy show about a zombie, I believe we were legally obligated to make a joke using the phrase 'braaaaaains'.
Dead Drunk Detective: Banshee's the One
Each episode of Dead Drunk Detective attempts to pull off a balance between sitcom, noir, and horror. I think 'Banshee's the One' is a great example of one which successfully hits that Venn diagram.
Mr Green is a role Dan played at the preliminary casting script readthrough. He was the only one to read for that part. His deliberate overenunciating would be later put to use in his recurring role as Satan.
The banshee's screams are a combination of Vic (who played Dawn) and Kate (Betty). They were recorded at Katharine's home studio during our first table read, then played during the live recording.
In another case of doubling up, the waiter (whose presence is revealed in a splendid pull back and reveal gag) is played by Charles AKA Dracula. Episodes one to three were recorded on the same night, so it was made sense to have an existing cast member do the small role.
The Victoria Secret's joke is one of the few contemporary references in the series. Just as I keep the show's location vague, I also aim to not tie it to any particular era.
I said episode two has some crude jokes and here the gang intimate that the Invisible Man is somewhat... lacking... in a certain department. I swear the next season is less suggestive.
Episode one gathered all the suspects for the big reveal. Episode two unpacked the mystery during a standoff. This edition is the first denouement that is just Betty and Johnny, debriefing together in the office. This will become the format's standard end to an show although later iterations of this will give Betty more jokes (as opposed to her limited role here which is apparently to mainly say 'uh huh').
Johnny declares he'll never fall in love with a client again. While he never goes on another date in the series, he will face a femme fatale in the very next episode...
Saturday, 3 October 2020
Dead Drunk Detective: What Sup Doc?
This post contains spoilers for the first two episodes of Dead Drunk Detective. If you want to listen to them ahead of reading this analysis, they can both be found here.
What stands out to me about 'What Sup Doc?' is how blue the jokes are. I think Johnny blurting out innuendoes on seeing Hyde nude is a level of cheekiness we can just about get away with. His final scene lewd quip about the model demonstrating her gratitude however rightly elicits a surprised reaction from the audience.
I too now find the line jarring, Up until that point, the series had been playful. This was lurid. The crowd's reaction told me instantly that the joke did not fit. It was a particularly instructive moment for determining the tone of the show. Later episodes feature few, if any, suggestive lines.
I am not completely down about the episode though. I enjoy how many visual jokes it pulls off. Indeed, the subplot revolves around a recurring sight gag: Johnny's legs have been swapped out with a set wearing tights and pedicured toes.
Admittedly how he was able to do this is not addressed. Would zombies be able to switch out limbs painlessly? Could the walking dead theoretically rejuvenate themselves with fresher body parts thus enabling them to live forever? I don't think I gave the internal logic of this much thought - the story was written more with a view to giving Johnny and Betty something to chat about in the office and to see if I could pull off a sitcom-style intertwining of both plots at the end.
In other superpowers news, Johnny's literal interpretation of 'watch your back' suggests he can rotate his head back fully like an owl. As with the limb switcheroo, this never gets referenced again.
Another source of joy for me in this episode is the abundance of Steffs. Having previously acknowledged my love of casting him as often as possible, I am delighted that he features here in multiple iterations. Doc Madd has both his 'real' voice and the deeper tenor he uses to intimidate Johnny. If you count his three clones, Steff technically plays four parts.
'What Sup Doc?' is a curious episode overall. It contains some of the silliest jokes of the series - the main plot was almost certainly reverse-engineered from the punchline 'he's besides himself' - but also the crassest. It makes bold additions to what zombies can do - which are then never addressed again. The show's voice was clearly in flux.
I am glad this episode exists though. Part of the fun in revisiting long-running programmes is being reminded of how many elements writers threw in early on that are subsequently adjusted, ignored, or dropped. This instalment is packed with them.
Like Doc Madd, I was experimenting. Looking to build upon the pilot, I tried out a load of new ideas, some of which were mistakes. This episode, as did the entire first series, helped me figure out what feels right for the show.
That said, I really adore the next episode.
Dead Drunk Detective: Out for the Count
Thursday, 1 October 2020
Dead Drunk Detective: How we Made Series One
The series launched on October 3rd 2016 with a double bill. The debut episode was 'Out for the Count' AKA the script that had started it all. From the first draft to podcast, it had probably taken three years to become a show. But what a show...
Dead Drunk Detective: How I Wrote Series One
Every year since 2016, I have written a new series of Dead Drunk Detective, my comedy zombie noir podcast. We usually release shows across October in the run-up to Halloween. However, there are no original episodes this year. You know why.
In lieu of fresh instalments of the zombie sleuth's adventures, I thought I would look back at the first four years. Instead of sharing new episodes, I will revisit the old.
I do not know what form this will take. It could be personal essays. More likely, it will be episode guides akin to the ones I wrote about my sporadic podcast, The Booth. Whatever I plump for, it is obvious what I must cover first: the origin story.
Dead Drunk Detective is proof that you find a use for all your creative ideas eventually.
The first
episode was written on a whim while I was at university, probably in the space
of an afternoon and partly because I wanted to see if I could construct a solvable
puzzle. My model was the pun-filled parodies which ended each edition of I’m
Sorry I Haven’t a Clue (their inspiration can also be seen in the closing ‘well,
since you asked me for a story…’ segments of John Finnemore’s Souvenir
Programme). I often wrote little adventures like these for no reason other than it was fun and had previously started short radio spoofs of Robin Hood, The Hound of the
Baskervilles, and The Wizard of Oz.
This script however did not seek to emulate a preestablished plot, but rather a genre full of tropes I best knew via spoofs on Whose Line. I did not truly have a particular affinity for film noir, horror, or indeed alcohol (although, aptly, I later worked as a bartender throughout the show’s run). Yes, I had, as a child, briefly toyed with being a detective, but that was more because I liked the look of a trench coat and dapper hat. I did enjoy the construction of a good mystery though, albeit initially because I was a huge fan of Scooby Doo.
Anyway, script
complete, I duly typed it up and forgot about it. I then rediscovered it when rifling
through old work to self-pitying moan about how talented I used to be
(“oh, to be as sharp as I was when I was twenty-one!”). Surprised by how well it held up, I decided to try writing more. This was not necessarily because I had the means
or drive to do a series. No, I most likely thought it was easier to build on a
pre-existing idea rather than have to come up with a completely new one. Writers can be lazy like
that.
The entire
first series was reverse engineered from that initial edition. It is amazing
how many integral aspects of the show come from that original dashed off script. The case
of the week structure (which alternates between Johnny verbally sparring with
Betty at the office and him investigating a crime) is in place from the very beginning. Hairy and Drac are characters I
ended up using again and again because it was a joy to write for them. Johnny
visits The Cough Inn, a location I realised in retrospect it made sense for an inebriated sleuth to visit
multiple times, so it ended up being the setting for a mystery in episode six
(which in turn led to the creation of deadpan bartender Jo, another stalwart of
the show).
There is no real reason why there were seven episodes in the series instead of the traditional
British sitcom run of six. I worked out the arc as I wrote and found once I
was done that I had enough stories to fill seven. As episodes ended up being released
weekly across October with the finale landing on Halloween, this meant a double
bill to start and end the first season. Most subsequent runs are six episodes, plus
a Christmas special in December.
Once the
drafts were done, I made the series a coherent whole. During the rewrite, I reverse-engineered setups and added new recurring jokes, so even standalone episodes
contributed to the ongoing plot. I now had myself a set of scripts that felt like a
show, but what to do with it?
Having edited podcasts in university, I toyed with the prospect of producing it myself. However, these had been lowkey affairs with minimal production values (my panel show, The Booth, didn’t even have a theme song). To think I would have been able to engineer a recording session in addition to creating soundscapes and effects was a tad ambitious. For a start, I only owned one microphone! If this was to become a show, I would need help...
Thursday, 3 September 2020
Taken to Taskmaster: TV Review
Anyway, while I have yet to return to writing silly jokes (beyond instructions for my funeral), I have binged a couple of TV series I had never seen in full before that I absolutely adored.
Derry Girls (perfectly pitched. The cast and characters are all so great that I cannot pick a favourite).
Buffy the Vampire Slayer (some seasons and relationships drag, but a few episodes rank among the finest hours of television of all time).
But the one I enjoyed most is the programme whose catchy theme tune loops in my head as I settle down to sleep: Taskmaster.
This is one of the best comedy shows the UK has ever made.
The core idea of Alex Horne's creation is wonderfully simple: set five funny people the same absurd task. Watch them tackle it with vastly different approaches. Rate their efforts. Hilarity ensues.
It is a rollercoaster of a competition. The perpetual underdog can win a game with some unexpectedly brilliant moves. A spectacular triumph can be immediately undermined or revealed to have broken the rules. The number of episodes has doubled since the series began, so there are so much more points up for grabs. The leaderboard gets incredibly tight at the top with positions frequently changing every show. It is quite the ride.
It must be such an incredibly hard show to cast. And even more difficult to be on. It is such a unique proposition: six to ten episodes of a panel show in which you must justify to a sceptical Greg Davies why you did a very silly thing when panicking, on the spot and against the clock (the explanation offered is often that they were panicking, on the spot, and against the clock).
Potential players must be honest with themselves – are you a good loser? Competitiveness is fine, but the show is more comfortable for us (and you) to watch if you do not care too much about winning. The challenges range from creative to physical to lateral thinking, so surely you will not be rubbish at all of them. What if you are though? Will you visibly sulk or can you laugh it off like Nish Kumar?
The best runs of the show are where the contestants feel like a gang. Each quintet is cast from a few different comic generations, but some combinations feel like a supportive bunch of pals who love each other’s attempts, cheer the successes, and commiserate for the absolute shockers.
For this reason, series four and five were some of my faves. Mel Giedroyc specifically is a wholesome delight. Happy to be there and enjoying every second, she makes sure to pocket the tasks’ wax seals as keepsakes. Her giddy mood really embodies the show at its best: silly people doing silly things. It is the perfect antidote for these trying times.

