
There’s one memorable scene in the otherwise shitely forgettable sequel ‘The Fly 2”. A mutated dog, previously a pet pooch to the Son of Brundle and later a failed genetic experiment, crawls pitifully and genuinely upsettingly out of a hatch towards some food and howls in agony. The same feelings of revulsion and pity are evoked whenever I see the old lush trifecta of Pauline Quirke, Linda Robson and the minger that plays Doreen; year upon year, painfully dragging their grotesquely distended and well-used faffs around behind them, all for cheap laughs in a genuinely atrocious Shitcom.
‘Birds of a Feather’ has always just been there – like that wart or old scar. It has been endlessly pointless and utterly twee bollocks. In one of a handful of good decisions made by the Al-Beeb in my lifetime, they eventually axed/let it go; only for the three cunts to re-unite years later courtesy of certified shitheap celebrity resting place ITV.
Abysmal, and to this day I have no fucking clue what the premise is, other than charting the fortunes of three hideous single mothers going from shit to shite. It’s been on the TV for decades and I can only assume that one of the three matriarchal cunts has incriminating photos of both BBC and ITV chief commissioning editors.
What an absolute fucking shitshow of cunt.
Nominated by The Empire Cunts Back