Monday, January 04, 2010

Week Two: Survival Of The Wobbliest

Word up, dear blog reader. A rather fine article by Andrew Billen in The Times suggests that [Spooks] will return for its ninth series in the autumn. That's the first time yer Keith Telly Topping has seen that actually confirmed anywhere, although he was very much hoping that would be the case: 'BBC1 is Popular's stable and it will be boosted by a World Cup (June, shared with ITV) in which England has a sporting chance. With no more Robin Hood, wider hopes will rest on Doctor Who in the lead-up to Easter, recast with its youngest ever doctor, twenty seven-year-old Matt Smith, and featuring a script by Richard Curtis involving Vincent Van Gogh. In the autumn Strictly Come Dancing returns, presumably with the oldest ever presenter. Entering series six is The Apprentice with the alluring Karren Brady replacing withering Margaret Mountford, although fans will have to wait for the election to be over in June to watch it, such is the BBC's concern that Lord Sugar might represent free advertising for Labour, whose leader ennobled him. That election will also mark, in all probability, the last outing as results anchorman for David Dimbleby, raising the possibility that Question Time will need a new chair too. In drama [Spooks] will return (autumn). Ashes to Ashes (spring) is back for a final season and there is a second run of the critically mauled but respectably rated Survivors (12 January). The better loved Lark Rise to Candleford is back for a third helping from 10 January. The police procedural serial Five Days from 2007, which span off this year into Hunter, returns with a story about an abandoned baby in early spring. Its new top cop is played by Suranne Jones, so good in ITV's Unforgiven earlier this year.' It's an excellent piece on forthcoming attractions in 2010 and well worth a few moments of your time.

Keith Telly Topping is also given to believe - from a separate source - that another series of Waking the Dead is currently in production and that, too, will return sometime during 2010. Definite confirmation on that, dear blog reader, as soon as I can get it.

Speaking of really fine bits of writing on the subject of TV, I love this rant by Michael Simkins of the Independent on the problem of advertising the next programme in the middle of the current one: 'In case you hadn't guessed, Channel 5 had decided in their wisdom to insert a miniature moving image of the comedian and talk show host at the bottom of the screen to advertise their next programme – a quiz show called Heads or Tails in which contestants spin a coin to win a great deal of money (or as near as Channel 5 can get to a great deal of money). Thus, his tiny frame stomped and mugged across Emma Thompson's heaving bosom just as she was waving goodbye forever to her true love from the platform of a rain-soaked omnibus. If I hadn't been weeping beforehand, I soon was ... Never mind the viewers' sensibilities. Never mind that we might be rapt in the drama already transmitting, or wish for a moment or two to savour its conclusion before being hurtled into the next offering. All that matters is to keep us watching, even if it's only people winning a few bob by answering some fatuous questions.'

And, so to the next batch of Top Telly Tips:

Friday 8 January
From this week, Qi has moved into it's new pre-watershed slot of 8:30 on BBC1. So, everyone will have to be on their best behaviour, no doubt and they can all save the fruity language for the considerably naughtier XL editions on Saturdays. Tonight, Stephen gallantly grapples with Girls and Boys and is joined by Sandi Toksvig, Ronni Ancona, first timer Jack Dee and Alan Davies. Marvellous.

You'll need to get ready for the return of Dancing on Ice - 9:00 ITV - with an action-packed launch show on Friday. Radio Times are still advising that viewers will 'find out which celebrities will be putting their skates on this year,' (even though the competitors were announced weeks ago) and meet the new judge for the first time. Plus, 2009 champion Ray Quinn reunites with his skating partner of last year Maria Filippov for what's described an amazing ice duet, there is a spectacular daredevil display from this year's skating partners, and we celebrate the first four series of the show with some dazzling guest appearances from past contestants. Presented by Holly Willoughby and Phillip Schofield. Those of you who are only going to be watching in the hope that potential ice queen Heather Mills comes a significant cropper, you are very bad people. (But, you know, me too...)

Also at 10:00 on BBC2 there's Nurse Jackie which is rapidly becoming a bit of minor cult hit for the Beeb. If you haven't caught it so far, dive in with both feet and don't ask too many questions.

Saturday 9 January
In So You Think You Can Dance - 7:00 BBC1 - Cat Deeley presents an entertainment series wherein the judges, 'Bitchy' Arlene Phillips, 'Nasty' Nigel Lythgoe and 'Your husband's more famous than you are even though he spent most of his career on the treatment table' Louise Redknapp search for Britain's favourite dancer. The final fourteen are tested to the limit as they are put through their paces by world class choreographers in a variety of dance genres. The finalists take to the floor hoping to impress the judges and to win valuable viewer votes. One boy and one girl will take their final bow and dance their way out of the contest. Sort of Strictly without the charisma but also, without Brucie's rotten jokes.

Nearly a year before Barack Obama announced his candidacy for the presidency of the United States, film-makers Amy Rice and Alicia Sams began to roll cameras on the young senator. By the People: The Election of Barack Obama - 7:30 BBC2 - features intimate footage of Obama, his family and his young election team. This unique film documents the behind-the-scenes story of the passionate campaigners who helped a young African-American freshman senator reach the White House. Unfortunately, of course, The West Wing got there first and this film, at times, looks uncannily like an uncompleted episode from the fictional political drama's final season. Still, if nothing else it shows a politician who is charismatic, personable and seemingly genuine in his wish to make the world a better place. Makes such a change from the rotten scum we've got ourselves lumbered with on all sides. I wonder if the Americans are taking applications for refugees?

Sunday 10 January
We're back in the familiar Sunday realms of family-friendly costume drama, starting with Lark Rise to Candleford - 8:00 BBC1. In the first episode of this third series of the show, a handsome young journalist, Daniel Parish, arrives in Lark Rise with exciting news for the Timmins family: Emma is set to inherit a fortune, enough to move the family to a big house in Candleford. Will the Timmins turn their backs on Lark Rise forever? Daniel plans to write their rags to riches story for his newspaper, but Dorcas (the fabulous Julia Sawalha) is suspicious of his motives, and when the article is published, it sends shockwaves through the community.

Meanwhile, Wild at Heart - 8:30 ITV - the Stephen Tompkinson vehicle set on an African nature reserve also returns for a new series. Once, brilliant described by Harry Hill thus: 'Wild At Heart is not always "just animals escaping from their pen-Where is he?-Don't know?-Better go after him-Oh, there he is-Will you marry me?-Not sure!-Please!-Okay!-The monkey's got diarrhoea-I'll be with you in a minute-We're going to have to close down due to lack of money-Who's this coming down the road?-Oh it's Hayley Mills." Although it's often just that.' Tonight, Danny and Alice have been working hard on a project to rehabilitate a group of circus elephants, but they need the help of Vanessa and Rowan to move the herd to a new home. Rowan is surprisingly co-operative - but he has an ulterior motive. Meanwhile, Caroline and Du Plessis are finally getting married, but an old friend of Caroline's does his best to come between them. Can Du Plessis ensure that the wedding goes ahead?

Monday 11 January
In The British Family: Our History - 9:00 BBC2 - Kirsty Young begins a four-part history of how British families have changed since the Second World War by looking at the subject of marriage. Using vibrant archive footage and bittersweet interviews, she examines how, from the 1940s to the late 1960s, marriage was transformed from a sometimes stifling institution into a more equal relationship. She discovers that although many marriages are now happier, the growing tide of divorce continues unstemmed.

Tonight also sees the return of Law & Order: UK - 9:00 ITV - the crime drama based on the hit US series. A tragic communication error between police officers leads to the death of gay PC Nick Bentley when he is caught in the crossfire of armed drug-dealers. Ronnie Brooks and Matt Devlin investigate, but one of the dealers claims that a second police officer, Ray Griffin, was standing nearby doing nothing while Bentley bled to death. When Griffin is linked to an extreme religious group which discriminates against homosexuals, it appears the tragic error might not have been a mistake after all. When all is said and done, this still has a terrific cast - particularly Bradley Walsh playing completely against type. It got something of a cult following last year and it's nice to have it.

Following previous travelogues in China and India, Paul Merton in Europe - 9:00 Five - is a new series following the comedian Paul Merton as he travels, fairly obviously, through Europe. Beginning in Germany, Paul meets the leader of a political movement known as the Apple Front, before enjoying a 'chess boxing' match in a Berlin sports hall. Next, he meets a former truck driver who practises the dying art of giant bunny breeding, and samples the delights of naked bowling. The first leg of Paul's tour ends with a bizarre spa treatment in a hotel on the Austrian border. I like Merton a lot and his dry humour loans itself well to this kind of sub-Michael Palin type of show. This one looks to have some potential, both comic and in terms of actually having something worthwhile to say.

Tuesday 12 January
The BBC were hoping for a Doctor Who-style hit when they revived another one of their classic Telefantasy formats, Terry Nation's Survivors - 9:00 BBC1 - last year. They didn't quite get that, either critically or commerically, but they were rewarded with a regular audience and some positive comments. Personally, I rather liked Charlie Brooker noting that the series trod a strange netherworld between twee BBC home counties middle-class family values and mad post-apocalyptic savagery. The first series ended with ninety-nine per cent of the population are dead, Abby (the occasionally terrific but, mostly, woefully over-the-top Julie Graham) has been kidnapped and Greg (the excellent Patterson Joseph) lying badly wounded. So, you'd've thought that things can only get better for our motley band of survivors? Anya realises that they will need medical equipment to save Greg's life and she leads Al and Tom (Max Beasley, acting his little cotton socks off and, by a distance the best actor on the show) into a hospital, where they face both the threat of disease and a raging fire. So, this one is, essentially, a remake of the original series' Lights of London two-parter. Elsewhere, Abby finds herself a prisoner of Whitaker, the obsessive leader of the Laboratory scientists. For the most-part, yer Keith Telly Topping enjoyed Survivors last time around - some annoyingly silly conceits notwithstanding. So I'm looking forward to seeing if they can maintain an audience and build on it.

At the same time over on Five, the latest (tenth) series of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation kicks-off which I know will be a popular choice for many dear blog readers. In this opening episode, the Las Vegas CSIs investigate the death of a movie starlet in a highly suspicious car accident. Elsewhere, Sara Sidle (po-faced, but fun Jorja Fox) returns to the team in the wake of Riley's sudden departure. So, yes, you get to find out what she and Grissom have been up to off-screen. It's a good episode, there's plenty going on, Larry Fishburne gets lots to do and there's a very nice subplot about Catherine getting hassled for not being Grissom and turning to Nicky for help.

In My Big Fat Diet Show - 8:00 Channel 4 - Anna Richardson shows viewers how to drop a dress size in two weeks. Not sure what viewers who, like yer Keith Telly Topping, don't wear dresses are supposed to make of all this but, never mind, we'll forgive them a hugely sexist pre-series blurb just this once. The halfway mark of the challenge has been passed, so Anna and the girls pay another visit to the Calorie Club. Matt Dawson cooks 'skinny girl's fish and chips,' and clinical psychologist Henck van Bilsen meets food addict Alpa Joshi. So ... yet more food fascism brought to you, dear blog reader, by a commerical network that's still perfectly happy to feature adverts for McDonalds and Marks & Spencer's instant heart-attack range. So, just to sum up then, this would appear to be a programme made entirely for fat women to feel guilty about their bodies bookended by marketing designed to provide them with plenty of comfort food. Somebody, somewhere, wants a ruddy good horsewhipping for thinking this was, remotely, a good idea.

Wednesday 13 January
BBC4 come up with what looks like a great documentary in The Man Who Shot the 60s - 9:00. Brian Duffy was one of the greatest photographers of his generation. Along with David Bailey and Terence Donovan he defined the image of 1960s London and was as famous as many of the stars he photographed from his Kensington studio. Socialising with actors, musicians and royalty, together they represented a new breed of photographer and found themselves elevated to celebrity status. Duffy is probably most famous for his iconic cover shot of David Bowie's Aladdin Sane LP. Then suddenly in the 1970s he disappeared from view and burned all his negatives. With the first ever exhibition of his work due, Duffy has agreed to be filmed to talk about his life, his work and why he made it all go up in flames.

The Persuasionists - 10:00 BBC2 - is a new sitcom from the BBC whose recent forays into this area have veered between the very good - Miranda - and the really, spectacularly terrible - Big Top. Marketing an unusual dairy product is the challenge for HHH&H's best creative minds, but the client is terrifying and Greg is too scared to even stay in a meeting with him. Can Emma help or will creative Billy have to break a golden rule of advertising and actually meet the client? Sounds dreadful. Mind you, so did Miranda's 'twenty words or less' description so we'll give this one a go. It features lots of people you've never heard of ... and Iain Lee whom Keith Telly Topping considers to be the least funny man in the history of the universe and with the smuggest boat-race in Christendom (or, TV anyway). So, this looks really promising.

Tonight also sees the return of NCIS - 9:00 - the drama following the US Navy's dedicated federal agency. The murder of a petty officer uncovers an internal plot to sell highly classified military information. Meanwhile, new agency director Leon Vance reveals the real reason he disbanded Gibbs's team. Good little show, this. Decent ensemble cast, lead by the excellent Mark Harmon, with a nostalgia figure for the baby boomers (David McCallum), some clever plots and, like most of the better US series, it doesn't take itself too seriously.

Thursday 14 January
Material Girl - 8:00 BBC1 - is a new drama about dreams, love, clothes and how we all use them to run away from who we are and towards who we should be. It's Paris Fashion Week and Ali Redcliffe has a huge flare-up with her boss, leading fashion designer, Davina Bailey. Back in London, the renowned Marco Keriliak offers Ali the chance of a lifetime: to set up her own label. But her friends all tell her he's a nightmare. Probably not the ideal time to take a chance on love with new man Chris. Stars Lenora Critchlow, Michael Landes and Dervla Kirwan. This is, obviously, a British attempt to do something like Ugly Betty. Having seen a few clips, I've got my doubts about this one from the off. And, some stray rumours coming out of the production suggest that it could be spectacularly bad. I mean 'this year's Bonekickers' bad! So, if it is, that'll be a bag of popcorn at the ready and settle down for car crash telly. That's always entertaining.

There's a new series of Build A New Life in the Country - 8:00 Five - the property and lifestyle show presented by Charlie Luxton. Lisa and Michael attempt to convert a four hundred-year-old barn into an eco-friendly family home. You'll notice, it's very seldom Chris and Tracey from Blaydon doing up their one bedroom council house on a budget of twelve pee on these sort of shows? Odd that. Anyway, the project begins well, but progress is slow thanks to problems with planning permission, bad weather, illness and damp. Oh dear. How sad. Will the couple manage to complete the build before another winter arrives? If they don't, will they die of hypothermia? Does anybody actually care in the slightest? Tune-in and find out.

And, lastly, a quick soap round-up. In Coronation Street - 8:30 ITV - resentment against Sally eventually becomes critical. Ah. Poor Sally. Otherwise, it's all questions tonight. Will Dev be a smash hit at the kids' party? And will Joe get Gail to sign on the dotted line? Meanwhile, over in EastEnders - 7:30 BBC1 - it's the reading of Archie's will. And, the question on everyone's lips is who will get The Queen Vic? Bradley realises how far Max has fallen and Bianca and Ricky set the date for their wedding. Meanwhile Jane gets rid of Ian's dirty little secret ... but for how long?

Dear blog readers are advised to check out The Doctor's Facebook Page. Now, that's funny! There's one for The Master as well.

Gavin & Stacey is set to become a permanent Christmas fixture with a festive special every year. BBC chiefs have held 'secret talks' with writers Ruth Jones and James Corden to bring back the romantic couple and their barmy families next Christmas. Obviously so secret that the Mirror knows all about them. A top BBC source said: 'No one at the BBC wants to let this hit go - it has become a flagship of our Christmas schedule.' Writer/stars Jones and Corden had vowed that the third series which ended this Christmas would be the last. But our BBC source said: 'Talks have already started for a one-off special next Christmas.' NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! They promised us it would be the last one. The lying bastards!

Muslim writers have heavily criticised Lynda La Plante after she crassly claimed they found it easier to get scripts commissioned by the BBC than she does. A row broke out yesterday after the creator of Prime Suspect alleged that the corporation favours Muslims by complaining that its drama commissioning team would rather read a script by 'a little Muslim boy' than one she had written. 'If my name were Usafi Iqbadal and I was nineteen, then they'd probably bring me in and talk,' the scriptwriter, who has mainly worked for ITV, told the Daily Telegraph. But Muslim writers hit back, accusing La Plante of 'old-style racism' for reinforcing stereotypes. Max Malik, a novelist and playwright, called her comments 'divisive, unhelpful and discouraging for young writers.' Malik, who won the Muslim Writers' Award two years ago, added: 'She's trying to force me and my ilk into a corner. I don't call her a ginger-haired, middle-aged, female writer. That would be insulting.' Sarfraz Manzoor, journalist, broadcaster and author of the memoir Greetings from Bury Park, said La Plante should 'get that chip off her shoulder and return to the real world rather than playing the misunderstood victim in the fantasy world in which she is currently residing.' He added: 'I would love to meet the Muslim writers whose output is currently clogging up the television schedules: can she name any of these mythical individuals. Or are her comments simply a headline-grabbing way to yet again bash the BBC and blame Muslims?' A BBC spokesperson denied that it based its commissioning decisions 'on the ethnicity or the age of a writer,' adding that executives in its drama department were tasked solely with finding scripts that are 'innovative and challenging for audiences to enjoy.'

Equality minister Harriet Harman has attacked the BBC for 'not valuing' older female newsreaders. Oh Christ, has somebody set that bitter wannbe TV reviewer off again? How massively satisfying it is to know that, in just a few short months, Hattie is going to be taking up her next challenging job - asking 'do you want fries with that?' Harman told the BBC's World This Weekend that female newsreaders had to be ten years younger than male equivalents. She said: 'It's essentially an old-fashioned attitude that thinks you can't value the experience and wisdom of an older woman.' The BBC has pledged to appoint more older female news readers following criticism for ageism. Harman said: 'I think that the broadcast media finds it possible to value the older man but I don't think they find it possible to value the older woman. A former senior BBC executive said to me: "the thing is, the way we saw it was that as male presenters got older they become an authority and as female presenters got older they became a problem." To be a BBC news presenter as a woman you have to be ten years younger than the men. They should be very careful about it and I think they should be anxious and worried about it... and I think they're wasting a lot of talent and annoying a lot of viewers.' Hatty clearly missed the announcement that Julia Somerville is due to return to the BBC as a TV news presenter after an absence of nearly twenty three years and will join Westminster correspondent Carole Walker, former ITN newsreader Fiona Armstrong and BBC World presenter Zeinab Badawi on the TV news service. More baseless accusations and trying to score cheap political points by bashing the Beeb from a politician utterly desperate to keep her fingertips on a job that she's been done - spectacularly badly - for the past few years. It looks, dear blog reader, like the BBC is going to be treated as a political football by all the parties during the forthcoming election campaign and get the shit kicked out of it from all sides. How fantastically novel.

Kirstie Allsopp has criticised EastEnders producers for airing an anti-gay tirade prior to the watershed. The presenter was referring to Zainab Masood's confrontation with homosexual Christian Clarke in the New Year's Day episode of the BBC1 soap. During the argument, Zainab - whose son Syed is having an affair with Christian - said: 'Take your perverted obsession elsewhere. What you do makes me feel sick.' Allsopp, who front Channel 4's Location, Location, Location, said that the script was 'totally unsuitable for 6.30pm.' The thirty six-year-old wrote on Twitter: 'I don't want kids watching that kind of rant - in time they'll know about bigots but please not yet.' Why not? To paraphrase Russell Howard, when you're six your priorities in life are custard and jumping. Whether somebody takes it up the bum or not is, frankly, pretty low on your list of 'things to give a monkeys about.' The BBC defended the script, a spokesperson telling the Digital Spy website: 'Since this storyline began, EastEnders has always shown a balance of opinions to ensure that we capture the many different views of the characters involved. Zainab has always been an extremely opinionated character but her views do not go unchallenged and it is within these conflicts that the drama unfolds.'

Bev Callard has been accused of persuading her best friend to invest one hundred thousand pounds in her failing pub just eight weeks before closing its doors. The actress, who plays Liz McDonald on Coronation Street, became friends with Ethna Carlin in 2001 when they both lived in Marbella, on Spain's Costa del Sol. Carlin said that she was approached for the cash in 2008 and was promised a contract and shares in The Gallery pub, in Hale, Cheshire. However, she told the News Of The World: 'Just weeks later she closed down leaving me with absolutely nothing ... but she's still coining it in on the telly. She should have realised it would be virtually impossible to turn things round. I would never have believed she was capable of doing this to me. We were so close, like two sisters.' Carlin claims that her one-time friend said that she was bankrupt and has refused to repay any of the cash, adding: 'All I want is a public commitment to pay me back over the long term. That way I can rebuild my life too.' Callard and her partner, Jon McEwan, said in a statement: 'Ethna did invest money into our business, which unfortunately went under causing great losses to many people including ourselves. We are working very hard to get back on an even keel and did not declare bankruptcy because we felt that would have been an easy way out. We both appreciate the fantastic support we've been given by the people around us. It's times like this that you find out who your friends are.'

Amanda Holden's family goldfish are named after her Britain's Got Talent colleagues according to the People. They're also said to be fans of Big Top. But then, given that they've only got an attention span of fifteen seconds that, probably, sounds about right.

Louis Walsh has claimed that he is frustrated by ITV's refusal to promise more investment in The X Factor. According to the People, ITV has still not signed a deal for the next series of the talent show because executives are concerned about the cost of making it. 'The X Factor is ITV's crown jewel so they need to sort it out,' Walsh said. 'I have no doubt it will be back on our screens this year because it is so huge. But ITV need to realise that and sort the problem out. Costs are going to rise because successful TV shows cost money, but it is worth every penny to ITV.' Walsh added that Cowell's alleged demand for an extra three million pounds is necessary. 'Simon wants what is best for the show,' he claimed. 'He is not an unreasonable man. He knows what it will cost to make The X Factor even better next year and ITV have to realise that at the moment they have a great show to boast about. 'The BBC don't have it. Strictly Come Dancing was terrible last year because it hasn't changed in seven years. We have to change The X Factor to keep it fresh and to find different ways of it appealing to the viewers, because they are the ones who choose what to watch.' However, an ITV source said: 'We have only got a limited amount of cash to spend on The X Factor because we have to invest in other programming. We have had to sack valuable people and cut costs to keep ourselves going as a business. It's been very tough and we need those demanding cash on Simon's behalf to understand we can only go so far. More money will be spent on X Factor, but there have to be limits.'

CNN has apologised after the comedian Kathy Griffin swore live on national television. Griffin was appearing at the network's New Year's Eve celebrations when she joked that she didn't know how to say 'Balloon Boy' Falcon Heene's name. According to Us Weekly, she said: 'Fal... Fucking? Falcon? How do you say it?' Her fellow television presenter, Anderson Cooper, immediately responded by describing her as 'really terrible.' And, having seen a bit of Kathy Griffin's act in the past, keith Telly Topping can confirm this to be, broadly speaking, true. Contactmusic reports that CNN has now released a statement apologising for the naughty swear word, adding that it 'regrets that profanity was used during our New Year's Eve coverage.' During 2008's New Year's Eve broadcast, Griffin caused controversy by joking that a male crowd member was a sex worker.

The BBC's new talent show format So You Think You Can Dance got off to an encouraging start on Saturday night, according to overnight figures. The first episode of the series, which is fronted by Cat Deeley and features Nasty Nigel Lythgoe and Arlene Phillips as judges, charted the audition phase and boot camp stage. Overall, the seventy five-minute episode averaged 6.44m but more crucially, the audience grew steadily throughout the episode. At 6pm, just over four and a half million viewers were watching but by 7.15pm this had built to over eight million. Immediately afterwards on BBC1, the second Total Wipeout Celebrity Special pulled in an audience of seven and a half million. A new series of The National Lottery: In It To Win It - fronted by Dale Winton - followed at 8.15pm with 5.81m, then a feature-length episode of Casualty attracted 6.62m between 9.05pm and 10.55pm. Live coverage of the FA Cup third round game between Reading and Liverpool averaged five million for ITV between 5pm and 7.15pm, peaking with 6.79m around 7pm. The network's new dating show, Take Me Out launched with a disastrous 3.62m at 7.15pm, then an hour later, the latest edition of All Star Mr & Mrs was viewed by 4.18m. Piers Morgan on Las Vegas, featuring interviews with Paris Hilton and Sylvester Stallone, interested 3.34m from 9.20pm. One has to wonder if Piers will be so quick to brag about the ratings for that one in relation to his on-going slanging match with Jonathan Ross? Keith Telly Topping has his doubts, personally.

The widely-reported New Year's Eve punch-up between Katie Price's boyfriend Alex Reid and her former lover, Dane Bowers, was sparked after the singer 'ticked her off' for letting her children stay up late according to the Mirror. Bowers is said to have 'rounded' on the model for letting Junior and Princess see in the New Year, screaming at her: 'Why are you letting the kids be up well past midnight?' Then he reportedly set his sights on Alex, calling him 'a big ponce' before taking a drunken swing at the cage fighter. But, he missed. This was the final straw for Reid - already furious over Dane's verbal attack on his woman - and he 'floored' the record producer with a single right hook. Shocked Dane, thirty, told friends the next day that he was 'really pissed off' at the beating, adding: 'I didn't deserve to be beaten up.' And as 'a make-up artist pal' tried to cover up his bruises, Channel 4 bosses were alleged to have held an emergency meeting to decide whether Dane and Alex - reportedly due to enter the Celebrity Big Brother house tonight - should be allowed on the show. They fear that police could still take action over the incident if they receive a complaint, even though Bowers has not reported it and said that he does not plan to. Upset Price, has contacted Bowers since the fight and has also told 'pals' (his or hers, they didn't elaborate) that she is petrified of what will happen when they next come face to face. Yesterday, the 'shocking details' of the 'explosive bust up' between cross-dressing Reid and Another Level singer Bowers were 'revealed for the first time' by an excited newspaper which once, let us remember, used to have John Pilger as one of its staff writers. Price had reportedly invited Bowers, who once infamously made a sex tape with her, to the fancy dress party in the hope that it would end the bad-blood between the two men ahead of Celebrity Big Brother. Ah, the lifestyles of the rich and bone-ignorant, ladies and gentlemen. Doesn't it make you proud to be British?

Sunday, January 03, 2010

The First Slow News Day Of The Year

Keith Telly Topping would just like to have one final rant in the aftermath of the Doctor Who regeneration episode and then we're done until Matt Smith steps out of the TARDIS in April. And, it's this: A few fans have, apparently, been expressing their disappointment with the ratings figures for the episode. I can understand that up to a point. After all, we all of us want our favourite shows to get watched by everyone and their dog, if possible. But, disappointment at what will be - once time shift viewers are added in next week - not much more than a kick away from twelve million viewers, I really do find curious. It's important, therefore, to bring in a bit of context at this juncture. When Doctor Who returned in 2005, the BBC's then Head of Drama, Jane Tranter, said that the show was 'probably the riskiest thing I've ever commissioned,' because of the cost of production and the commitment to a thirteen-episode series. She added that she had been shocked at just how popular the first episode had proved. 'In all honesty I had got myself into proverbial steel jacket as far as Doctor Who was concerned. I told myself I'd be completely and utterly thrilled if it got six and a half million, but there was a little voice inside whispering "four and half million."' And, you know, the thing is, at the time I agreed with her. And, I agreed with that ITV bod who, infamously, said around about the same period 'I don't know what the BBC are playing at bringing a tried old format like Doctor Who back. Families don't watch TV as families anymore.' When it was announced that Doctor Who was coming back I thought it was going to get killed by Ant & Dec's Saturday Takeaway. To me, 'success' was not getting killed by Ant & Dec's Saturday Takeaway, merely badly wounded. I thought at best - at absolute best - we might get enough of an audience to scrape a second season (as Vic and Bob's remake of Randall and Hopkirk had done a couple of years earlier). I always thought that the quality of the episodes would be pretty strong, because I trusted Russell Davies. I always thought we'd get a pretty fair hearing in the genre press because, basically, that's largely made of up fortysomething fanboys like me who grew up loving Doctor Who. I even thought there was a fair possibility that there would be enough residual race-memory love for the series in the public psyche that the popular press might give it a cautious backing, at least to begin with. But, as far as anybody actually watching the bugger was concerned ... four and half million looked an impossibly high figure to me. I just couldn't see who would tune in except fandom, such as it was. And, thence came Rose and nearly ten million people did. So, I have to be honest here, Doctor Who subsequent success is all a bonus to me. Everything since around The Christmas Invasion has been a case of 'beyond my wildest dreams.' Every Radio Times cover, every BAFTA award, every rating in the tens of millions, ever great review and accolade, every time the show is spoken of, with genuine seriousness, as 'a great British institution' and 'the BBC's flagship drama show' and 'one of the most popular programmes on British television.' Because I can remember when it wasn't any of those things or anything even remotely like them. I can also remember when it wasn't even a TV show, just a memory of a TV show that the BBC used to make, years ago. When its fandom - such as it was - amounted to about fifteen thousand people who bought a couple of spin-off novels each months. For anybody, seriously, who thinks that ten million viewers, plus, is any way shape or form 'disappointing,' come with me on a short trip on the year 2000 - just ten years ago - when the audience for Doctor Who was nil. Then consider ten million and the concept of 'being spoiled rotten.' One day, hopefully many years into the future, Doctor Who may go through a period of lessened popularity again, just like it did in the late 1980s. It may, indeed, get cancelled again, like it was in 1989 and we'll go back to it being something fondly remembered by a certain generation - or two, or several - of people. It may spend sixteen years in the wilderness (broken only by one hundred minutes of rank American oddness) again. It may, one day, be cancelled and never return. All of these things may happen. But not today. And not tomorrow, either. Let us, just for once - just for one brief moment - actually take a moment to appreciate what we've got right now in January 2010. What Russell and David and Julie and Phil (and lots of other people who worked so very hard with them) have done for us, the punters. And think 'my God, I'm really glad I'm a Doctor Who fan, today.' Is that too much to ask?

Prime Suspect writer Lynda La Plante has claimed that the BBC would rather see a script from 'a little Muslim boy' than her. La Plante said she found the BBC's drama department 'very depressing,' as she had meet a 'retinue of people' to get to drama controller Ben Stephenson. 'If my name were Usafi Iqbadal and I was nineteen, then they'd probably bring me in and talk,' she told the Telegraph. Stephenson said he found La Plante's comments odd, as she currently has two scripts in development at the BBC. 'I don't quite understand these points,' he said. 'She has one piece at the moment, and one piece that we paid fully for the script development. She wrote the script, but ultimately we decided that we didn't share the vision for that project so we parted.' He added: 'She absolutely got in the door, I know her pretty well, I've had a couple of lunches with her over the last year or so.' La Plante has principally worked with ITV during her career, writing series including Widows, Trial And Retribution and The Governor. She told the Daily Telegraph: 'If you were to go to the BBC and say to them, "Listen, Lynda La Plante's written a new drama, or I have this little Muslim boy who's just written one," they'd say: "Oh, we'd like to see his script." Whether they're just frightened of me being an independent [production company], and quite a powerful independent, I don't know.' The writer previously aired her grievances at Britain's TV commissioners in the Radio Times, saying they only wanted her to recreate the success of Prime Suspect. 'Personally, I'd love to do historical drama, but I'm not allowed,' she told the magazine last month. 'I'd love to hear someone say, "What else have you got?" and I'd say, "Well, I've been researching Mata Hari for five years now." But nobody wants to know. A completely unknown eighteen-year-old stands a better chance of having that kind of project done than I would right now.' I must say I find this statement very curious given that Lynda La Plante's current ITV drama, Above Suspicion is, essentially, a complete rewrite, not only of Prime Suspect but also of pretty much every else she's ever done. One trick pony, it would appear. What's even odder is that she's chosen to play the race card in a wholly inappropriate way designed, purely it would seem, to appeal to the petty little prejudices of a few thousand right-wing newspaper readers. Classy. I'd also like to meet one or two of these mythical Muslim writers who are so cluttering up Britain's TV schedules because, to be honest, I don't think they exist. I think the majority of TV drama in this country is written by middle-aged, middle-class white men and women like Lynda La Plante. Just as it always has been. Still, if one good thing's come out of this whole fiasco it's that La Plante's nasty, chip-on-her-shoulder rant has virtually guaranteed that she will never get anything she writes made by the BBC so long as she lives. Perhaps, in a couple of years time, she'll be doing another interview with a newspaper bemoaning the fact that they won't even take her phone calls and wondering why that is. People who live in glass - borderline racist - bubbles often seem to have a complete inability to recognise when they've pissed somebody off. The TV industry, ladies and gentlemen. Full of people who just love the sound of their own voice, so it is. In a statement, the BBC said: 'The BBC does not base its commissioning decisions on the ethnicity or the age of a writer. In the drama department there are executives in England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland, whose job it is to find and develop projects from new and established writers. Their only motivation is to find scripts that are innovative and challenging for audiences to enjoy.' Why the hell they believed that they even needed to justify this crass and near-criminally outrageous comment with a rebuttal is, frankly, another question entirely.

Broadcaster and writer Stephen Fry has said he is 'switching off his connections with the outside world' to concentrate on writing his autobiography. The Qi host, who is one of the most popular celebrities on Twitter, said he had to deliver the second volume of his life story to publishers by April. 'Some people can write with ease in whatever circumstances they find themselves,' he wrote on his website. 'I need peace, absolute peace, an empty diary and zero distraction.' He continued: 'I have a single appointment in London towards the end of January and another in Barcelona a month or so later. Otherwise I shall be as one wiped from the map of human existence. This is how it must be. All this is a way of saying, of course, that my Twitter stream will dry up for that period.' The first instalment of Fry's autobiography, Moab Is My Washpot, was published in 1997. It was a humorous - and nakedly frank - account of his childhood and his troubled adolescence, as schoolboy thievery eventually led to imprisonment for fraud at the age of seventeen. Fry has previously hinted that he is finding writing the second volume far more difficult, as it will deals with people in the public eye - including his friends Emma Thompson and Hugh Laurie, both of whom he met at Cambridge University's Footlights comedy society. 'It's something I haven't yet grappled with,' he told the Associated Press last April. 'There is pressure. The trouble with it now, is the moment it starts, it would have to be at university and it would be Hugh and Emma and all that sort of thing. It becomes a showbiz biography and I'm keen for it not to be. Why would I want to involve people without their permission?'

Martine McCutcheon has revealed that she doesn't watch EastEnders. McCutcheon, who played Tiffany Mitchell, revealed that the last time she watched the soap was in 2008 to see her friend Patsy Palmer return as Bianca Jackson. 'Other than that I've not really seen it,' she told the News of the World. 'I'd say the minute you do a certain amount of episodes a week, and the minute you've got loads of characters, it's hard to care about every single one for every single episode. When I was in it there were two episodes a week, with a Sunday omnibus. There were a lot fewer characters so people cared about you more and went on your journey more. Now you feel there are some people in some soaps just because it fills up the time.'

In a recent horrifically green-eyed and spiteful hatchet piece on David Tennant for the Daily Vile, 'the most hated woman in Britain,' Jan Moir, described Qi as 'one of the most smug quiz shows on TV.' I can see why she might think that. It is, after all, a programme which celebrates wit and intelligence. And Ms Moir possesses not a smidgen of either so you can see why it may not be to her tastes.

Saturday, January 02, 2010

The End of The End of The Beginning

So what, you may well ask dear blog reader, did yer Keith Telly Topping make of David Tennant's finale in Doctor Who last night? Was he, like some malcontents, disappointed with it? Did he think it raped his Dalek-lovin' childhood? Has his entire 2010 been ruined by Russell Davies' rampant gay agenda and lack of inherent gravitas? Nah, not really. Tragically, at the risk of sounding like a broken record, Keith Telly Topping pretty much loved it - as he has just about every episode since the show's return in 2005. I'll let them off for Fear Her, everybody's allowed a bad day once in a while. I thought The End of Time had pace, action, wit, just the right amount of self-referential humour, most of all honesty and a lot of genuine love at its core. Just as you'd expect from Russell Davies, frankly. I loved Wilf's reflections on his army experiences and his confession that he would have been proud to be the Doctor's father. I loved 'Worst! Rescue! Ever!' and 'He loves playing with Earth girls!' and 'You could be so much more. You could be beautiful' and 'Get out of the way!' I loved the warmth and joy of the wrap-up sequences for all of those whose life the Doctor had touched (particularly the wholly unexpected Verity Newman one). I loved the look of rapture on Captain Jack's face at the prospect of a night of big, hot, sweaty sodomy with Alonzo. I loved Mickey's beard and Martha's new haircut. I loved seeing Rose one last time. I loved the music, the lighting, the direction, the majority of the acting (John Simm hammed it up a bit in places although given the context of The Master's psychosis, even that was understandable and, in his quieter moments, he was as good as anything on display). I loved Timothy Dalton's inability to pronounce 'Master' correctly. I loved Claire Bloom's appearance and the fact that whilst we can guess at who her character was supposed to be (Romana? Susan? The Doctor's mother?) that was one answer which we weren't spoon fed. I loved 'I'm still alive!' and then the, genuine, heartbreak of discovering what 'He will knock four times' actually did mean. And, I think, most of all, I loved 'I don't want to go.' I didn't want him to go either. But then ... 'Legs! I still have legs!' In 1966, as its aged star William Hartnell decided that he'd had enough and wanted to leave the show somebody at the BBC - possibly Sydney Newman, possibly someone else, sources vary - came up with this quite brilliant idea of 'regeneration' as a way of changing Doctor Who's lead actor but keeping the character of The Doctor alive. Forty three years and nine further Doctors later and it's still one of television's most outrageous and stunning conceits. In a flick of the switch, everything changes and only the TARDIS remains. As Ood Sigma noted, 'the song ends, but the story goes on. Forever.' Matt Smith has got an enormous void to fill when his first series kicks off in about three months time. But, yer Keith Telly Topping has total faith in Steven Moffat and his crew at Upper Boat and in Matt himself. Doctor Who. This daft little show about time travel. They tried to bin it, they tried to forget it, but it just keeps coming back. And, if you want to know what's in store for you in the Spring, check this out. I don't know about anybody else but I'm nursing a semi right about now!

David Tennant's final outing was watched by just a sliver under ten and half million viewers on BBC1, according to initial overnight figures. A further three hundred and eighty thousand viewers watched the episode on BBC HD (peaking at over four hundred thousand for the final fifteen minutes). At the climax of the episode, a total of over eleven million viewers across the two channels tuned in to see the Time Lord regenerate into his eleventh incarnation, Matt Smith. The seventy five-minute episode ended with the TARDIS in flames, plummeting towards Earth - setting up Smith's first episode, due later this Spring, which will introduce the new Doctor and his companion, Amy, played by Karen Gillan. It was the highest-rated programme in its time-slot - and, just as a little historical note, the highest rating ever for a Doctor Who regeneration story beating the ten million viewers who watched Jon Pertwee turn into Tom Baker in 1974. ITV's Coronation Street took second place, with an impressive 8.6m viewers. The most watched programmes of the day was EastEnders, which attracted a whopping audience of 11.6m at 7:55. Critics were generally appreciative of Tennant's final episode. In the Guardian, Mark Lawson likened the episode to Hamlet - a role which Tennant played with the Royal Shakespeare Company last year. 'In common with the Prince of Denmark, the Time Lord from Gallifrey agonised aloud over whether it would be right to kill a man (The Master) after a painful encounter with his mother, played by Claire Bloom, whose Shakespearean roles include Hamlet's mother, Gertrude,' he wrote. Meanwhile, in The Times, one of the series' most articulate and passionate supporters, Caitlin Moran, dissected Smith's debut. 'As if to remind us of how huge the Doctor Who Universe is, and how fast it gallops on, Smith wasted no time mourning his previous, dead self. Instead, feeling his delicately featured face, he started in alarm, and shouted: "Argh! I'm a girl!"' The preview for the new Doctor's first batch of episodes (see link above) shows Smith facing vampire-like creatures, hitting a Dalek with a hammer and shouting what seems set to become his catchphrase: 'Geronimo!' The trailer also reveals the return of Alex Kingston as River Song - the archaeologist who had appeared to have had an intimate relationship with The Doctor - and the terrifying Weeping Angels from the acclaimed episode Blink. Both the Angels and River Song were, of course, created by Steven Moffat, who has taken over from Davies as the head writer of the franchise. I must say, in addition to being delighted with Doctor Who's figures, yer Keith Telly Topping is always really happy when ITV do well and the BBC do well at the same time - it's positive for everyone. For all of the ITV bashing that occasionally goes on in this blog, from my point of view it's mainly down to an often crushing disappointment at the product they present. This is, let us remember, the network that once gave us The Avengers. Doctor Who getting ten and a half million and Corrie, opposite, getting nearly nine million is brilliant for both - two great British television institutions battling it out for the attention of viewers - that's the way it always should be. It's got to be said, though, that Doctor Who won the head-to-head between the two and that really does please a part of me. What's that sound I hear slipping through the ether from 1989? Why, it's Sylvester McCoy laughing, hysterically.

And also on the subject of ratings, a very big thumbs up to the five million audience that Qi got later in the evening on BBC1. Lovely episode, too. I wonder if somewhere within the bowels of the BBC, someone is working on a pitch for detective series in which Stephen Fry and Alan Davies travel about in "Rodney Bewes' Time Machine" solving crime? It's a definite winner, I tell you!

Newspapers reports yesterday indict that the BBC have cancelled Jam and Jerusalem and Paradox and that ITV have done the decent thing and put The Fixer out of its misery.

Mathew Horne has admitted that he was 'hurt' by the backlash he received in the press earlier this year. Tough. Get used to it, pal, there's a lot more where that came from in the coming years. Horne and his Gavin & Stacey co-star James Corden faced a frosty response from critics and allegations of overexposure in the first half of 2009 as they promoted their wretched BBC3 sketch-show Horne & Corden and their equally wretched comedy horror movie Lesbian Vampire Killers. Reflecting on their troubles, Horne told the Mirror: 'Whatever the reasons, we were ultimately responsible for the overkill during the spring/summer period. There was some mismanagement on our part. I think the flak was inevitable but it just went a bit far and that's what upset me. We had a conversation with one journalist who told us he liked our sketch show and he supported us. A week later he was writing us off. It's just made me more wary about who I speak to. But I felt in a strong position because people love Gavin & Stacey and will stand by me.' This is a wild and radical suggestion, Mathew but, do you not just think that on this occasion, everybody who didn't like your show might, just, have been right and that you and your mate were the ones who were at - quite considerably - fault in this matter?

BBC newsreader Jane Hill has come out as gay in an article in the corporation's in-house magazine. The forty-year-old, who has regular presenting duties on the BBC News channel, told Ariel that she lives with her partner of one year, Sara, in North London with their dog Mavis. 'Everyone has known for years that Jane is gay,' a colleague told the Mirror. 'She hasn't made a secret of it at the BBC and although she has had other girlfriends over the years, this one seems to be the one.'

Sky has confirmed that prices on all its TV packages will revert to previous levels today in line with the new VAT rate. The satellite firm reduced its prices earlier in the year to mirror the government's temporary reduction in VAT to fifteen per cent, which was designed to help stimulate consumer spending. However, the rate went back to 17.5 per cent on 1 January, and so Sky TV packs, including high definition and Multiroom services, will also revert to previous levels. Applying 'rounded pricing' increases to maintain simplicity, all Sky TV packages will increase by fifty pence per month, unless subscribers take both Sky Sports and Sky Movies, in which case the increase will be one pound. Sky HD and Multiroom packs will increase by twenty five pence back to the previous level of ten pound per month, with changes due to be reflected in December's bill onwards.

Alan Carr has revealed that he hates being 'forced to have fun' on New Year's Eve. Well, in that case, stay in the house and be miserable like the rest of us, you stupid bastard.

And finally, dear blog reader, as I look forward to a Saturday off for once, as promised earlier in the week here's a picture of yer Keith Telly Topping - wearing a very silly hat - with his oppo, the legend that is Alfie Joey, in the studios making some radio magic. Photo courtesy of Matty Razor Raisbeck. Welcome to 2010, dear blog reader. It's gonna be great.

Friday, January 01, 2010

Week One: First Footing

Good morning, dear blog reader. Sore heads? We'll soon put that right. Whereupon we begin 2010 with yet more Top Telly Tips from the Top Telly Tipster himself. Hey man, what can I say? It's ma job.

New Year's Day
Doctor Who - 6:40 BBC1. So, what exactly does 'he will knock four times mean?' Why is Timothy Dalton spraying the assembled Time Lords of Gallifrey with hockle and phlegm every time he opens his mouth? Will Matt Smith actually say anything before the end of the episode? Now that everyone is John Simm are we expecting Philip Glenister to show up and start wittering on about us being surrounded by armed bastards? These questions, and many more may be answered as the Doctor (David Tennant, just in case you'd forgotten) faces the end of his life, whilst the Master's victory unleashes 'the greatest terror of all.' What, again? Tonight's a night where we ring out the old, what with the ending of Gavin & Stacey and, on a more epic scale, we bid a last farewell to the tenth Doctor in what could well be one of the defining moments of 2010 television. Yes, we know it's only 1 January, but regenerations stories don't happen all that often. As Russell Davies's tale of absolute power corrupting, absolutely, concludes Tennant faces the end of his life as The Master's insane, terrifying plans spin, wildly, out of control. With the sound of drums growing ever louder, and an ancient trap encircling the Earth, it's down to the Doctor and that faithful, redoubtable old soldier Wilf (the fabulous Bernard Cribbins) to fight on alone. But there will have to be terrible sacrifices as the prophecy 'He will knock four times' finally comes true. You'll cry your eyes out. Trust me, I know what I'm talking about - I'm a professional TV reviewer. And, I can assure you that's true because I've never stood for parliament.

Agatha Christie's Marple - 9:00 ITV - an adaptation of one of Agatha's lesser works, They Do It With Mirrors - has all the trappings you'd expect of a good old-fashioned whodunnit: a dark house, a thunderstorm, a gloved hand and ... good old Mad Joan Collins in a night cap! Thankfully Joan, as the stupendously rich Ruth Van Rydock, is more in a sublime Quest For Love mood than an over-the-top Dynasty one, and dons much more suitable and vivacious hats later on when she pleads with her old friend Jane Marple (Julia McKenzie, rapidly becoming many people's second favourite Ms Marple) to visit Stonygates mansion, home of her sister Carrie Louise (Penelope Wilton). Ruth fears that something is amiss after a mysterious fire in Carrie's study. Naturally, Jane's arrival is the catalyst for all manner of murder and mayhem in a typical Christie concoction of byzantine family relationships, financial disaster, a mysterious personal assistant, adopted children from dark backgrounds and somewhat reckless philanthropy. Possibly just the ticket if you're feeling a bit fragile and want to lose yourself in a bit of nonsense for a couple of hours after the heaviness of David Tennant's regeneration.

There's another terrific-looking episode of Qi on tonight - 9:30 BBC1. Yes, I know I recommend it just about every week but, if anyone can point me in the direction of something that's more worthy of viewers' time then I'll willing talk about that instead. Stephen Fry glances gingerly at genius - something which he, of all people, has serious claims to knowing a lot about - with his guests Graham Norton, David Mitchell, Dara Ó Briain and Alan Davies. Dara can also be seen at 8:00 on BBC2 along with his pals Rory and Griff messing about in boats in the second part of Three Men Go To Ireland. The first episode of which, yer Keith Telly Topping thoroughly enjoyed. Careful, Dara, you'll have Tory MPs on your back for over-exposure if you're not careful. However, wouldn't you just know it, we're somewhat spoiled for choice tonight because also at 8:00, on Five, is a repeat of the best one-off documentary of 2009, The Lion Cub From Harrods. If you missed it first time around, this tells the story of John Rendall and Ace Bourke, a pair of Aussie chancers living in Swinging London, who bought themselves a lion cub from Harrods' Big Dangerous Pets Department in 1969, before hand-rearing the animal in their flat on Chelsea's Kings Road. Initially used mainly as a really good way of pulling the birds ('do you wanna come back to my flat and see my lion cub?') the pair subsequently met Virginia McKenna and Bill Travers of Born Free who persuaded them to fly to Kenya and meet their friend George Adamson to see if it would be possible to release the lion, whom they named Christian, into the wild. Which, miraculously, it was. John and Ace were then reunited with Christian some months later when they returned to Kenya on a visit to find him the leader of his own pride. This film brings the remarkable tale up to date as the story became an Internet sensation in the early Twenty First Century. One of the most touching, feel-good bits of TV of the last decade. If you missed it last time around, I'd even recommend giving Dara and co. a miss just so you have this delightful little thing as a part of your lives, however briefly.

Saturday 2 January
In Total Wipeout: Celebrity Special - 7:15 BBC1 - Richard Hammond presents the game show in which there are plenty of crashes, smashes and hilarious mud splashes on the world's most ridiculous obstacle course. Ten celebrity contestants, and i use the word 'celebrity' quite wrongly, including comedian Joe Pasquale, Olympic gold medallist Sally Gunnell and Cleo Rocos, compete for ten thousand pounds for the charity of their choice. A bunch of people who only scraped through their celebrity entrance exam take turns on the notorious Argentinian obstacle course in this second of two special episodes. Pasquale drops dignity points when his shorts slip to reveal too much of what lies beneath the surface as it were. WAG model and former Celebrity Big Brother bully girl Danielle Lloyd hand-flaps her way through, while an unexpectedly mean-looking Dominic Littlewood attacks the course like a bull terrier chasing a pussycat. The rest sort of limp, splat and grunt their way to the podium, and their best muck-ups are replayed in glorious slow motion with Hammond guffawing like Stuart Hall on speed. Amanda Byram's, however, is a face-to-face sort of mockery. As it turns out, Total Wipeout is at its most entertaining when the people who you take a somewhat instant dislike to are getting punched by hydraulic fists and attempting doomed giant-red-ball vaults. And, there's plenty of that on offer so, double bonus.

Take Me Out - 7:15 ITV - is a new dating series hosted by the terminally unfunny 'comedian' Paddy McGuinness, who will be playing matchmaker to thirty single women who are looking for love. And, desperate to get their faces on TV by the look of things. A succession of single men must do their best to impress the watching ladies, who each have a light that they can turn on or off to show their opinion of the chaps in question. The blokes will do everything from wrestling, singing, fire-eating and even plain old flirting to try and get a date - but which of the lads will light up our girls' love lives and who among them will cause a black out with dating despair? Blind Date for the Twenty First Century, basically. Just give me a gun and bring back Cilla.

Sunday 3 January
Kenneth Branagh's back in Wallander - 9:00 BBC1. Wheat fields wave in the breeze, a frenzied stallion gallops down a dark road and a permanently unhappy Swedish detective stares bleary-eyed into the bleak middle distance, his soul lost in apparent torment. Yes, it could only be the glorious Ingmar-Bergman-meets-Midsomer Murders, Wallander. After a brief, BAFTA-winning series last year, Kurt Wallander returns, still dishevelled, unshaven and a little grubby, in another polished adaptation of a Henning Mankell story. In Faceless Killers, Wallander is called to a remote farmhouse where an elderly couple have been tortured and murdered. With her dying breath the old woman whispers a word loaded with significance; if it gets out, it could have fearful repercussions for Sweden's delicate race relations. As tensions simmer, Wallander has personal matters to attend to. His ailing father (the mesmerisingly good David Warner) is in the grip of dementia and needs constant care, and Wallander's wet-as-a-slap-in-the-face-with-a-haddock daughter has a new boyfriend whom Kurt is not very keen on. It's gripping stuff, even though Branagh's constant striving to invest every single frame of film with significance can be a little distracting. But this is yer actual proper drama. I'm glad it's back.

Sunday also sees Celebrity Big Brother: The Launch - 9:00 Channel 4. Fans will be muttering a silent prayer tonight that CBB's producers have found a worthy batch of housemates for the show's seventh - and final - series. With the right mix we all know how the format can throw up moments of surreal majesty. Yes, we have to crawl through dull stretches of ego-tickling between people who are nowhere near as charismatic as they (and sometimes we) imagined they'd be, but it's occasionally worth it. Arguably, the unstoppable rise of reality TV in the noughties could be summed up in the timeless words, 'Would you like me to be the cat?,' as uttered in 2006 to a formerly popular actress by a Member of Parliament wearing spandex. That's what the Big Brother house can do to even the most hardened of 'personalities,' and it's why many people love it. Rumoured housemates have included MC Hammer and his balloony trousers and Heidi Fleiss (who?) any or none of whom may walk through the doors for that opening scene where they try to work out who their companions are without being rude. If it's true that Gazza and Vinnie Jones are in there then expect some high verbal tackles to be taking place quite soon. This one might be a sight to see.

Monday 4 January
After a disappointing series two years ago, Hustle - 9:00 BBC1 - really seemed to get its mojo back last time around. The formula, which had started to flag and become predictable, got a real burst of adrenalin with a cast shake-up and some new writers. As this everyday tale of grifting folk returns for a sixth run, there's a spring in its patent-leather shoe'd step again. Even when it was off its game, the series was slick enough to be watchable. Now it's firing on all cylinders, it reminds you what a great premise it has: a gang of charismatic fraudsters (at least four of whom are really good actors) fleece black-hearted baddies, romping around a cartoon London of glamour and wealth. Like its American counterpart, Leverage, it's fast, slick, clever and addictive stuff. It's hardly deep and meaningful, but as midwinter Monday-night escapism, it's just the job. Tonight, the mark is a failed banker who has earned public contempt by retiring on a huge pension. This all sound horribly familiar and that's one of Hustle's great strengths - its ability to tip the audience a knowing wink. The gang's plan to relieve him of some ill-gotten gains is hampered by a sultry new Detective Chief Inspector (Torchwood's Indira Varma), who meets Mickey Bricks (Adrian Lester) for dinner and vows to end his capering days for good. 'Catch you later,' she promises. But will she? Not if Robert Vaughn and co. have anything to do with it.

You kind of know the drill in a Lynda La Plante crime drama by now - a woman of dubious reputation is found horribly mutilated, the victim of what appears to be a sadistic and naughty serial killer. In Above Suspicion: The Red Dahlia - 9:00 ITV - the police blunder around, as usual, being taunted by the murderer. And, there's a dungeon. There's always a dungeon. This second Above Suspicion story, which concludes on Wednesday, again features unlikely detective Anna Travis (the elfin Kelly Reilly) and her boorish boss James Langton (Ciaran Hinds). The audience are asked to believe that there's a sexual subtext to their relationship, which is highly unlikely (and, if there is then it's seriously 'Ewwww' as he's old enough to be her dad). Personally, I don't know why anyone would want to watch this for pleasure, given that there's a huge dollop of torture and sexual violence towards women in it. Still, given the first story had eight million viewers, there's obviously an appetite for this kind of thing. But, for me, I'm still waiting for La Plante to write something as meaningful as Prime Suspect again. And the wait is, frankly, becoming rather tedious.

Lastly for tonight, this one's a bit more off-beat. Actor and wit Richard E Grant is one in a long line of the great and not-so-good who have washed their dirty laundry in public by publishing their diaries. But how truthful are such conceits? In the first episode of Dear Diary - 9:00 BBC4 - Grant ventures out of his cluttered study to compare the public and private lives of a variety of famous chroniclers and diarists. First he meets the sister of 1960s playwright Joe Orton, whose journals in part led to his murder by his lover, Ken Halliwell. That's followed by a revealing interview with Sheila Hancock, who reveals whether Carry On star Kenneth Williams really was as tetchy and miserable as his scribblings in the astonishing The Kenneth Williams Diaries would suggest. What a fascinating subject for a documentary, I really like the sound of this.

Tuesday 5 January
A campaign to get the nation to share their family's traditional recipes is as welcome as toasted crumpets on a chilly afternoon. But be warned - just watching this will give you a waistline to match that of Hairy Bikers Big Si King and Even Bigger Davey Myers. Visiting various home kitchens in Scotland in The Hairy Bikers: Mums Know Best - 8:00 BBC2 - Dave and Simon taste simple hearty fare that's been passed down through the generations, such as cheese pie, clootie dumpling and the wind-inducing 'rumpy pumpy soup.' There are some real oddities as well - haggis-stuffed samosas, for example. And, for those who think tea is something you get in a mug, check out what Scottish housewife Aida produces at around five o'clock every day: millionaire's shortbread, fairy cakes, Victoria sponges, rocky road tray bake and bran loaves. Calorie hell, but absolute heaven for those of us who still have a palette in tact after a decade of being warned on the dangers of everything. God bless the bikers, what would we eat without them?

Send In the Dogs - 8:00 ITV - is, of course, a series which follows the work of police dogs and their handlers. Two of Britain's top police spaniels are put to the test as the Met goes after armed drug users. Veteran Diesel takes on a new partner, Billy, the new puppy on the block, as they hunt for hidden heroin. But Diesel later causes annoyance for his handler Adele Gibson during a crackdown on knives and drugs. Billy and Derek Beattie join a drugs raid which turns up a fully-loaded revolver and a stungun. Meanwhile in North London, Sgt Pete Madden and his German Shepherd Brodie follow two armed robbers into a nature reserve. There's a lovely picture of Brodie in Radio Times with his tongue hanging out where he looks like he wouldn't harm a fly. Of course, the next time you see him, he's got an armed blagger by the arm and is growling menacingly whilst a man with a megaphone shouts "STAY WHERE YOU ARE!"

There's a huge ethical question debated in Hannah: The Girl Who Said No to a New Heart - 10:35 BBC1. Does a child have the right to refuse potentially life-saving treatment? That was the issue that swirled around Hannah Jones last year when she decided to refuse a heart transplant. A bright and articulate thirteen-year-old, Hannah had been in and out of hospitals since the age of four suffering from a rare form of leukaemia and she had simply had enough. Her parents backed her decision, but a potentially ugly wrangle with the local hospital followed with the implied threat that Hannah could be made a ward of court and forced to have the operation against her wishes. It was a remarkable story of stoic bravery in the face of bureaucracy, and it triggered a wider debate over whether children should be granted the right to die. So what happened next? Well, Hannah eventually changed her mind and decided to have the operation. This documentary brings her story up to date.

Wednesday 6 January
Lion Country - 7:30 ITV - reveals that African lions are under threat, so British conservationist David Youldon is teaching Zimbabwean cubs - the children of captive-bred parents - how to live in the wild. His ultimate aim is to increase wild lion numbers by tutoring babies in how to fetch dinner (and, obviously, not become someone else's) when they're set free. But creating functioning adults from precocious mini-beasts, like the pair of five-month-old brothers whose cute play carries the majority of this film, is hard work. It will take David and his team years to prepare them for life in a pride. Regular field trips to eye up delicious impala are essential, as is getting them to like water. As well as saving a population, the process offers a precious window onto lion behaviour. And for viewers whose eyes are likely to be less on the scientific long game and more on the adorable frolicking cats, it's a chance to look on enviously as someone else gets to cavort with the ultimate extreme pets. If you enjoyed The Lion Cub From Harrads last week, for example, or the BBC's Big Cat Diaries, then you'll likely love this.

It's all animals on TV tonight with Horizon: The Secret Life of the Dog - 9:00 BBC2 - as yer Keith Telly Topping's next Top Tip. How many times have you heard a besotted dog owner gush, 'He understands every word I say?' And you've muttered, 'Barking mad.' And you weren't talking aobut the dog, either. However, more fool you because, according to research, domesticated dogs really can tune in to our emotions and communicate with us like no other animal can. A few - such as border collie Betsy - are as intelligent as a two-year-old human, a statement you might not be too impressed by until you discover that Betsy understands more than three hundred words and can follow a sophisticated instruction about an abstract concept that some toddlers might struggle to comprehend. Confirmation of the various ways that dogs are wonderful, clever and life-enriching come faster than a greyhound chasing a rabbit. There is, for instance, a hormone released in bitches that helps them bond with their puppies. The same hormone is present in dog owners after they've stroked their hound. But two remarkable experiments - one involving the rearing of wolf cubs, the other a fifty-year project breeding Siberian silver foxes - reveal that simply cuddling and loving your canine is not enough to domesticate it. It's all in the genes, apparently. Me, I've always been a cat person myself.

Possibly the greatest title for any TV show, ever is Vic Reeves Investigates... Jack the Ripper - 9:00 Sky3. In this, Wor Victor explores the mysteries surrounding the notorious crimes of The Ripper, who sent shockwaves through Victorian London after committing a series of brutal murders in the Autumn of Terror in 1888. Aided by historians, experts and newly uncovered police reports, Vic pieces together a rogues gallery of potential suspects in the hope of discovering the elusive killer's true identity. Of course, we tend to think of Vic as simply a madcap comedian but as anyone who saw his brilliant appearances on Qi will know, he's a very well-read and learned chap. As for The Ripper, I've always rather liked the Sir William Gull/Murder By Decree/From Hell theory myself. It's riddled with holes, of course, but then so are most of the other ones for that matter. That's the beauty of the story - somebody, quite literally, got away with 'orrible murder. Five of them. Mind you, yer Keith Telly Topping did once hear somebody describe it as a theory which 'serious Ripperologists scoff at.' Which is fair enough. But, it has to be said, anybody who would actually describe themselves as a 'serious Ripperologist' deserves a fair bit of scoff in return.

Thursday 7 January
Sad to report it's a bit of a rubbish night on TV tonight, the return of Silent Witness (BBC1, 9:00) and good old reliable Corrie (8:30 ITV) notwithstanding. So, instead, as a bit of a one-off I thought we'd do tomorrow's Daytime Top Telly Tips instead. We don't normally cover daytime TV in this slot (because it's our direct oppositon, mainly) but it does seem to be one of the few real growth areas in broadcasting at the moment. Particularly as more and more people are, sadly, are finding themselves with time on their hands because of the current economic crisis.

Anyway, terrestrial daytime telly – the bits of it that aren't repeats of Murder, She Wrote, that is - can be split, basically, into three distinct areas; infotainment, tittle-tattle and … infortainment-as-tittle-tattle. In the first category BBC1 specialises in those 'sell some of your old junk, it's a reet good laugh' shows like Cash in the Attic (11:30) and Bargain Hunt (12:15). They're a bit averice-like, perhaps although they're nowhere near as blatant about it as their Sunday night big sister The Antiques Roadshow. And, they're amiably presented and feature some relatively nice 'ordinary people.' They're certainly preferable to the second genre of daytime shows.

Trisha Goddard (10:30 on Five) desperately wants to be 'Britain's Oprah Winfrey.' Jeremy Kyle (9:25 on ITV) desperately wants to be 'Britain's Jerry Springer.' Neither succeed. I loathe daytime chat shows – they're sanctimonious, intrusive, patronising, tabloidesque nonsense. Who on Earth would put themselves through the ignominy of telling intimate details of their personal lives to an audience of baying voyeurs. It smacks of a desperation to gets ones face on TV. As President Bartlet asked Toby in an episode of The West Wing, 'these people don't actually vote, do they?'

Lastly, if you put elements of the two styles together, you end up with Loose Women (12:30 ITV), a British take on the US gossip-show for ladies The View. It can, actually, be quite entertaining if you're in the right sort of mood for it and they do feature some very good guests – who, occasionally get a word in edgeways between Colleen and her pals comparing nail-varnish and going 'phwoar!' David Tennant's ass.

This was Keith Telly Topping reporting to you, dear blog reader, from the arid desert that is daytime TV. Next time on Top Telly Tips, we'll be back where it actually counts. In the hours of darkness.

The Munich Radio Orchestra's version of O Fortuna, conducted by Kurt Eichhorn, has been named as the UK's most-heard classical disc in a Radio 2 show broadcast this week. The People's Classical Chart, Radio 2's two-hour countdown of the classical recordings most heard in all public places across the UK over the last seventy five years, was presented by comedian and musician Bill Bailey and compiled by music licensing company PPL. Twentieth-Century German composer Carl Orff's O Fortuna, from his 1937 oratorio Carmina Burana, has been made popular by widespread use in adverts and films and it is the Munich Radio Orchestra's 1973 recording, featuring the Bavarian Radio Chorus and Tolzer Children's Choir, which has been played most on radio, TV and in public. 'Of course, we all knew the number one would be a Thirteenth Century Latin goliardic poem!' joked Bailey. Another classical buff Stephen Fry, one of many contributors to the show, added: 'For some reason, it almost sounds satanic, although it's actually a religious piece.' Inspired by a mediaeval Latin poem, the familiar, stirring O Fortuna has been used extensively as a work inspiring Jerry Goldsmith's music for the 1976 horror film The Omen. It featured in several of Michael Jackson's tours, the Old Spice adverts and as a theme in The X Factor, as well as being is used by various football clubs as their teams take the field up and down the country, from Newcastle United to Doncaster Rovers. Lewis Carnie, Head of Programming, Radio 2 and 6 Music, said: 'O Fortuna is a timeless piece of music that continues to be played, performed and loved over seventy years after its composition and this is a wonderful recording of the work.' The programme was the follow-up to a countdown of pop recordings, The People's Chart, also compiled by PPL for its seventy fifth anniversary, which was aired by Radio 2 at Easter. Presented by Rob Brydon, it revealed the most-played pop recording as Procol Harum's dreary hippy nonsense 'A Whiter Shade Of Pale.' Beaten into second place by Orff was the London Philharmonic's 1986 Abbey Road recording, of British composer Ralph Vaughan Williams' Fantasia On A Theme By Thomas Tallis. A 1990 recording by the London Symphony Orchestra with Sir Charles Mackerras of Rimsky-Korsakov's Scheherezade, adapted from the famous stories of the Arabian Nights, came third. The Australian conductor, interviewed in the programme, pronounced himself 'delighted.' The most-featured piece in the Top Thirty of the People's Classical Chart is Gustav Holst's The Planets, represented in four different recordings, the highest at number eight by Manchester's Halle Orchestra, which was recorded in 1975. The country producing the most recordings in the top ten was Russia, with four; a British orchestra, the Philharmonia, had the most recordings, four, in the top thrity. Other popular pieces featured included Tchaikovsky's Sleeping Beauty (number four) and Swan Lake (number eighteen), Bizet's Carmen (number twelve) and Grieg's Piano Concerto (number seventeen and, presumably, not the Eric Morecambe version). No Prokofiev, however and no Satie either. Keith Telly Topping is faintly disappointed by this turn of events! The show, a Wise Buddah production for Radio 2, by journalist/broadcaster Paul Sexton, also featured interviews with classical artists such as Vladimir Ashkenazy, Katherine Jenkins, Hayley Westenra, Julian Lloyd Webber, choreographer Matthew Bourne and aficionadoes such as Rolf Harris, Sir Patrick Moore and Elbow's Guy Garvey.