I find that Brendan O’Carroll’s Mrs. Brown tends to polarize the audience; either you love it or you hate it. I think it’s great, so does my dad. It’s really old-fashioned panto humour, and he is as sharp as a knife. However, some people seem keen to begrudge him. So on Sunday evening, I showed one of the begrudgers the clip above, as a kind of a told-you-so. (Dad had shown it to me, which is generally a good means of quality control.) And guess what, the begrudger cracked his heart laughing.
Brendan O’Carroll’s Mrs. Brown appears to be the surprise big hit of 2011. It appears that he’s been a big hit with my parents as well, so we all sat down as a family to watch Mrs Brown’s Christmas Special on Christmas night. It had been commissioned by the BBC, and probably had an audience that day of a multiple of the entire population of Ireland. Anyway, the five of us added to that number and it was thirty minutes of quality good-humoured family television.
Have a look at this clip. I was in tears I laughed so hard. Nothing beats a good sing-song.
N.B. Turned out that Trevor, the son who was a prieesht in the Missions, actually turned out to a be a bit of alright.