The Inbetweeners

Anyone lucky enough to have taken part in the Duke of Edinburgh award scheme will remember the disappointment felt upon realising that it doesn't just involve going camping with actual real girls, but going out and doing good deeds. Will and the rest of The Inbetweeners learn this the hard way after Will starts a DofE scheme and ropes them into helping out at a nursing home. This act of community goodwill descends into Jay being caught copping a very good look at a young picture of an old dear. Oh dear. Deliciously vile.

If it hadn't been such a deathly week on the box, I might never have seen The Inbetweeners. I would never have seen it because it's a horrible title that implies a reality show about pre-op transsexuals, and because it's billed as a comedy series. It turned out to be Grange Hill with irony and swearing. The Inbetweeners are those awkward years betwixt kid and adolescent, that moment when you've just been given puberty but haven't learnt how to play it yet. In tele­vision terms, it's that gap between Torchwood and Skins, a vehicle for actors who look younger than they are.

What was astonishing was that it made me laugh. Not just once but quite a lot, repeatedly. The person I share my so-called life with put her head round the door and asked what that terrible noise was. Just me laughing, dear. "Well, watch something else, you're frightening the dog." On the face of it, there's nothing about The Inbetweeners that singles it out for mirth. The acting is junior-drama-school standard: loads of enthusiasm, little skill. The setup of a public schoolboy dumped into a comprehensive is hardly brilliant, but the script is tight and witty and filthy and doesn't sag. I think the key to it being sort of brilliant is that all TV comedians have a relentless arrested development and are pitifully juvenile. So when you see real adolescents telling jokes and being disgusting, it turns out to be actually funny. The main character, the public schoolboy, is a Mini-Me version of David Mitchell.

The rest of the cast are childish impressions of most of the celebrity guests on jokey quiz shows, which perhaps proves that comedy really is a young person's game, the younger the better. And just as youth is wasted on the young, so jokes are pathetic on the middle-aged.

A thoroughly deserved second series for Iain Morris and Damon Beesley's award-winning teen sitcom, first shown on E4. The four Inbetweeners are back in hapless form as they embark on a sociology/geography trip to Swanage. In between them setting off and getting stuck on a boat in the harbour, Will and Simon fall for the same new girl, while Jay and Neil embarrass themselves. It may be crass but it's just as often sweet, hilarious and, sadly, realistic.

The smutty, fitfully funny, schoolboy comedy moves over from E4 in the same week as series three of Skins, sparking inevitable discussion about which offers the more realistic depiction of teenage life.

But this makes about as much sense as asking which paints a more accurate picture of adult life: EastEnders or Emmerdale. Correct answer? Neither.

But as Will, Simon, Jay and Neil set off on a geography trip to Swanage, Dorset, it will prompt coach-scented memories for viewers. While Jay is convinced that there's a middle-aged woman in Swanage eagerly awaiting the arrival of a bus-load of hormonal adolescent boys, Simon Bird's character Will still comes off like David Mitchell's geekier, more annoying little brother - the kid who has yet to learn that Yoda impressions will never get the prettiest girl on the bus to fancy you. A boat-load of trouble awaits.

The Inbetweeners 1 & 2 Review

Overall, too many episodes of The Inbetweeners fall flat at the last hurdle to be considered truly successful, but at least none of the adventures are totally boring. The dialogue revels in its ugliness and the main characters are engaging and sympathetic. Now, if they could only just deepen the plots, flesh out the girls, and paint the adults with a bit more sincerity...

Booze, birds and the time of their lives - that's just what the four lads in E4's real-world answer to Skins aren't having. Jaw droppingly discomfiting and achingly truthful, the (all-too-brief) highs and (all-too-prolonged) lows of teen life are plumbed for comedy value in this excellent schoolbased show as briefcase-wielding nerd Will and his classmates relentlessly mock each other's humiliations. In other words, Schadenfreude of the highest order.

Inbetweeners is costing lads sex

Inbetweeners stars say their bumbling TV characters are putting their off-screen sex lives in danger. The actors say girls cringe at the sight of them because of their antics on the E4 comedy.

Video chat: 'The Inbetweeners' lads

We caught up with the boys earlier this week for a ham sarnie and a chat about naked scenes, E4 teen rival Skins, and a cheeky bit of clunge.

Is it a crime to howl with laughter at a grubby teenage lad pleasuring himself over a vintage pic of an old lady in a nursing home? Well then lock me up and throw away the key, because you don't go in to The Inbetweeners expecting to have your intellectual parameters stretched, even if that does sound rather sexy. What you do get is the best laugh on British TV.

Eyebrows were raised when The Inbetweeners got a Bafta nomination (which incidentally, it should have won). Surely it was another nail in the coffin for the British sitcom when the potty-mouthed misadventures of a bunch of suburban adolescent misfits made the cut? Quite the contrary: it beats bourgeois breeder fave Outnumbered into a cocked hat. Outnumbered is for guilt-ridden media parents who believe in negotiating with toddlers when they've taken a dump in the showers of the gym (believe me, I've seen this happen); The Inbetweeners is what being a kid is really like.

Or maybe it's just me. But the hapless attempts of Will, Simon, Jay and Neil to survive the worst that having nice parents and a dull, unthreatening neighbourhood can throw at them, takes me right back to hanging about the avenues of my seaside town looking for something to rebel against other than neatly trimmed rhododendrons.

So if you haven't caught up with The Inbetweeners yet make sure you watch the last episode of season two tonight. Mind you, it will have to go some to beat the image of Jay (James Buckley, brilliant as the scummiest character on TV) in last night's pensioner rampage. If, however, you don't find the idea of calling someone an OAPaedo funny, then it's probably not for you. You could say The Inbetweeners helps you get back in touch with your inner youth. But the thought of Jay getting his sticky mitts round that concept just makes it sound plain wrong.

Katy Brand and Inbetweeners to air in US

BBC America has acquired the broadcast rights to ITV2 sketch comedy Katy Brand's Big Ass Show and E4 comedy The Inbetweeners.

Both shows, which each comprise two 6 x 30-minutes series, are scheduled to broadcast on the cable network later this year.