First of all let me declare that I am a John Clarke fan and the man has maintained a level of consistency in satire and irony that has not been equalled in Australia or New Zealand. Many in the US would not understand this brand of humour but I accept that we only see the dross coming out of the United States and we miss out out on many of the fine programs that PBS televises. PBS programmes support the argument that there is a discerning audience somewhere in that country. I think he lives Connecticut.
This program started as a satire but as others have noted, was so close to the truth that it could be mistaken for being an actual documentary. It depicts with cruel accuracy the incompetence, back-stabbing and utter corruption of many of the bureaucrats involved in Australia's running of the 2000 Olympic Games as they scrambled up the ratlines in vainglorious pursuit. Incidentally, and by way of salute, those games were to be declared, at the Closing Ceremony, to be the best ever and this was almost entirely due to the contributions of tens of thousands of volunteers who freely gave their time to ensure that everything worked as it should.
The dry, witty script delivered in flawless fashion by Clarke perfectly supported by Dawes and Riley, should have, and did, hold up the mirror so that our politicians, the bureaucrats, the Sydney Olympic Committee and the IOC, could see themselves for what they were.
Unfortunately, the program dealt with a specific event in time and therefore will age quickly but it should be used as learning tool for anyone wanting to learn the scriptwriting art or as an example of understated satire that has all the subtlety of a stiletto.
This program started as a satire but as others have noted, was so close to the truth that it could be mistaken for being an actual documentary. It depicts with cruel accuracy the incompetence, back-stabbing and utter corruption of many of the bureaucrats involved in Australia's running of the 2000 Olympic Games as they scrambled up the ratlines in vainglorious pursuit. Incidentally, and by way of salute, those games were to be declared, at the Closing Ceremony, to be the best ever and this was almost entirely due to the contributions of tens of thousands of volunteers who freely gave their time to ensure that everything worked as it should.
The dry, witty script delivered in flawless fashion by Clarke perfectly supported by Dawes and Riley, should have, and did, hold up the mirror so that our politicians, the bureaucrats, the Sydney Olympic Committee and the IOC, could see themselves for what they were.
Unfortunately, the program dealt with a specific event in time and therefore will age quickly but it should be used as learning tool for anyone wanting to learn the scriptwriting art or as an example of understated satire that has all the subtlety of a stiletto.