Out of the ones I've watched for it, Curry and Chips might be the worst, not just for the endless and unbelievably hateful racism, but the weird scenes where they sit around and regurgitate Johnny Speight's political opinions about contraception and "shifty Harold Wilson" for ten minutes
Presenting characters just arguing with each other, in lieu of plot, was also a criticism made of
Till Death Us Do Part, defenders claimed that Speight was a polemicist like his inspiration, George Bernard Shaw. Whose work doesn't do anything for me either.
franticplanet, on your blog, when examining the psychological minefield of Michael Barrymore's live mid-90's act, you mentioned that the blind devotion displayed by his followers was similar to that of devoted fans of Michael Jackson. I really do have to ask -- are you aware of a onetime toilet cleaner from Essex named Christine Guntrip?