Spaced (1999-2001) was the underappreciated sitcom belonging to Simon Pegg, Jessica Hynes, and Edgar Wright--two writer/actors, and a director. To preface, this is the most recent thing I've watched despite it being the thing that gave all of them their names in show business. BBC gave nothing to the show, wishing it would just go away. They had a crappy time-slot, crappy advertising, and even went on hiatus for over a year in between the two seasons of the show. The show didn't even come back until after it became a huge hit and BBC begged them to come back, singing their praises. Spaced deserved praises to begin with. It's a show about two near-strangers looking for a place to live and pretend to be a professional couple so they can get an apartment together to ward off the fight of homelessness. They move in with creepy landlady, sketchy artist, and some friends drop by from time to time. And, oh, there are pop culture references galore, making the show fun for anyone who has watched and enjoyed anything from the 90s.My roommate says I should leave this review with "Spaced is awesome" and end it, but I like to think I am somewhat more legitimate than that so I have to write a full review. The writing of the show by Simon Pegg and Jessica Hynes is done superbly. The pop culture references, the comedy, and--highlight--the impromptu gunfight in season two, among other amazing sequences all make the show unstoppable to watch. Edgar Wright's directing is equally well-done, showing his roots for his films like Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz. The series is often shot like a film, and (in an unusual choice for a television show) only uses one camera. Even the electronic soundtrack, which usually bugs the hell out of me, fit really well with the show and the near-constant drug references.
The acting by the Brits is what you would expect from Simon Pegg and his ilk. Pegg plays the perfect comic book/video game nerd (trust me, I know). Hynes plays the over-talkative, naive, a tad unstable crazy chick to a tee. Nick Frost as the gun enthusiast who stole a tank and tried to invade Paris before getting side-tracked in EuroDisney is a stroke of genius by the writers, director, and the actor himself. Mark Heap as the sketchy artist adds so much to the dynamic, especially when Pegg and Frost corrupt him little by little. The landlady played by Julia Deakin adds another creepy vibe, but in a different way. The part of the uppity fashion designer played by Katy Carmichael is actually really irritating, and I'm actually glad her part was relatively small. Otherwise, the cast does nothing but good in the name of comedy.
The season starts perfect and continues on in crescendos and pointless episodes that are still super entertaining. The series finale, on the other hand, seems to be one of the weakest episodes of the series. A third season has been rumored since 2001, even eight years later. I almost hope they don't, only because reviving a show after so long with the same actors--who would all love to regroup--would lose a lot, considering they explained the year-long hiatus...how do you explain one for eight plus? For the DVD portion of the show, my favorite part of it has to be the Homage-o-meter, which works like subtitles, but instead of seeing what they're saying, it tells you what pop-culture reference they're making in every scene. The hefty price tag of the British import DVD is well worth it.
As a side note, if anyone can score me a copy of the god awful pilot for the American version, let me know. I have a morbid curiosity that must be quenched.
-Evan "Dez" O'Connor
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