Reeves & Mortimer

Over six enjoyable episodes it's only really now that Messrs. Higson, Reeves and Mortimer have finally laid to rest the ghosts of the past, and it could be argued that they leave R&H(D) stronger than when they found it. Its continuation is a must.

Furthermore, there was little of the cynicism usually redolent in such remakes. This was good, clean fun and has the makings of an obvious hit. It is unclear whether Vic and Bob are fans of the original series, yet it is obvious that Higson has fond recollections of not just R&H(D) but a swathe of classic British TV.

With a script that veered frequently and far enough into pseudery to justify the use of Sting as its narrator, this Omnibus lacked the curiosity and rigour to paint rounded portraits of its subjects: there was not a word about marriages and children, for example, while it never explored any resentment Mortimer feels (what specialists call Little Ern Syndrome) as the junior half of the double act.

The Smell Of Reeves And Mortimer (BBC2) is very Vizzy humour. Do not search restlessly for some deep meaning in their farting sketch. Just be grateful they're behind glass.