It could be the feeling of end times in the air: after years of quiet, the spoof is making a comeback. The past few months observed the rebirth of this playful category, which, in its finest form, skewers the pretensions of overly serious genre with a barrage of heightened tropes, sight gags, and dumb-brilliant double entendres.
Unserious periods, so it goes, beget knowingly unserious, gag-packed, pleasantly insubstantial entertainment.
The most recent of these absurd spoofs arrives as Fackham Hall, a takeoff on the British period drama that pokes fun at the very pokeable self-importance of gilded British period dramas. Penned in part by stand-up performer Jimmy Carr and overseen by Jim O'Hanlon, the feature finds ample of material to mine and uses all of it.
Opening on a ludicrous start to a ludicrous finish, this enjoyable upper-class adventure crams each of its runtime with jokes and bits running the gamut from the puerile up to the truly humorous.
Similar to Downton, Fackham Hall delivers a pastiche of overly dignified rich people and excessively servile staff. The story centers on the incompetent Lord Davenport (played by a delightfully mannered Damian Lewis) and his literature-hating wife, Lady Davenport (Katherine Waterston). After losing their four sons in various calamitous events, their aspirations fall upon finding matches for their daughters.
The younger daughter, Poppy (Emma Laird), has secured the family goal of an engagement to the right kinsman, Archibald (an impeccably slimy Tom Felton). But when she withdraws, the pressure falls upon the single elder sister, Rose (Thomasin McKenzie), considered a "dried-up husk at 23 and and possesses unladylike ideas concerning female autonomy.
The film achieves greater effect when joking about the oppressive expectations placed on pre-war females – an area frequently explored for earnest storytelling. The trope of proper, coveted womanhood offers the most fertile material for mockery.
The storyline, as befitting an intentionally ridiculous spoof, is of lesser importance to the jokes. The writer delivers them coming at a pleasantly funny rate. The film features a murder, a farcical probe, and a forbidden romance featuring the roguish pickpocket Eric Noone (Ben Radcliffe) and Rose.
The entire affair is for harmless amusement, though that itself imposes restrictions. The amplified absurdity characteristic of the genre might grate quickly, and the entertainment value for this specific type expires somewhere between a skit and feature.
After a while, you might wish to return to stories with (very slight) coherence. But, you have to respect a genuine dedication to the artform. In an age where we might to entertain ourselves relentlessly, let's at least see the funny side.
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