Saturday, May 18, 2013

Is This the Wake-Up Call?

As a fan of twenty-eight years' standing, it's ironic that I'm cheering the fact that EastEnders walks away from the annual British Soap Awards with a big fat NOTHING, bar the much-deserved Lifetime Achievement Award given to Adam Woodyatt.

But isn't it a pity and a bad reflection on viewers' tastes that the likes of Woodyatt and Steve McFadden have never been nominated for Best Actors, much less won any awards?

Tonight was a rout by Coronation Street, a programme beset by its own off-screen problems this past year, but who managed to churn out provocative storylines and brilliant perfomances. Corrie tackled female-on-male domestic abuse, and bagged Alan Halsall, who virtually grew up on the show, a much-deserved Best Actor gong. EastEnders had the ingredients for this selfsame storyline (and a possible salvaging of Kat's and Alfie's Kirkwood-damaged characters) in 2010 and played it for laughs.

In EastEndersLand, women hitting men is funny; women mercilessly bullying men for doing their job (Kat and Bianca) is supposed to be hilarious.

All of David Witts's open-mouthed pouts and all of Jacqueline Jossa's self-obsessed and desperate Twitter pleas to vote for her as sexiest female, and all of Khali Best's stereotypical urban black caricature went for nought.

EastEnders left empty-handed and deservedly so, routed by Corrie and Hollyoaks.

After their shock BAFTA, they were brought down to earth with a bang, consigned to sitting in their seats all night long. Let's hope this spurs Kate Harwood into action. The show needs a competent Executive Producer and writers who know their long-term character subjects. It also needs a Research and Continuity Controller.

All very well and good Pete Lawson going alpha on Twitter and promising to go after the winners next year; I assume that means Pete will be handing in his resignation, because now that Chryed have left, Pete's strength, like Samson's hair, is diminished, and he's part of the problem.

Time for Tony Jordan, Tony McHale and Sarah Phelps to return, at least; and time for a clear-out of the deadwood in front of the camera, starting with the Brat Pack of Jossa, Discipline, McGarty, Witts, Fitzgerald and Best.

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