The Cab wasn’t worth following
IM STILL reeling over that Hansom Cab show on ABC1 on Sunday night. Not reeling with pleasure either. It was like a Captain Peacock dinner theatre production with a dead body in a library and a pomaded guy twirling his moustache.
I can’t recall seeing something as bad on a Sunday night for ages. On a Sunday night are the key words here, because this is where you put your best shows. Homeland. House Husbands. Killing Time. You’d be happy to have any of them in your line-up. I mean, Killing Time is really a seminal Australian drama that once upon a time would have been an ABC production.
And so here I am once again trying to fathom why the ABC has a series such as Redfern Now, which has acclaimed British writer Jimmy McGovern as story producer — not that it necessarily needed him, when I look at who else is involved— and when’s it on? Thursday night.
OK, look. Rake was on a Thursday and did all right business. But only all right. I can see why it was there though— nowhere else to put it. It’s a waste on a Friday or a Saturday, Wednesday’s for comedy, Monday and Tuesday are serious.
It was considered too grubby for Sunday. It wasn’t. We got a step-by-step lesson in how to make a suicide vest on Homeland, and it’s on Channel 10 at 8.30 on a Sunday night.
We’re adults. Rake was fun that was deliberately withheld from a larger audience by nanny programmers. This is my theory anyway. My other theory is the ABC legal counsel made them run it on a Thursday, because it suited them better for whatever reason.
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Based on the first episode Redfern Now is the kind of program people would love on a Sunday night. I hope the name doesn’t put anyone off.
You know how some people are, their perceptions. I read the synopsis and looked at the pictures on the press kit and gee, everyone seemed grim. So I went into it fully expecting some confrontational family drama and I thought, yep, they’re burying this because it’s so hardcore.
But when I watched it, really, it’s no harder than Justin’s (Firass Dirani) custody dispute on House Husbands. It’s loving and family oriented.
To some generations, some parts of society, the name of it is loaded. I don’t know why it’s called that. Unless there’s going to be some big race thing later on.
So far it’s completely colour-blind. It’s postrace. And so it’s a shame there’s been an opportunity missed here for a wider audience to see what is essentially a warm, solid family show, with acting that’s a million times better than anything we got during Sunday night’s Mystery of a Hansom Cab.
And that’s going to be the last time I write those words. Unless I do a worst-shows-of -theyear column.