A couple of work projects got put on hold, so I'm scrambling to make use of the spare time before I go down to the new farm in a couple of weeks.
Father Ted is a UK Channel Four TV series, based on the demented doings of a group of Catholic priests banished to crappy little Craggy Island for various reasons. I found it in the PBS/BBC section of my local video store. I'm quite positive it never appeared on PBS anywhere, due to moderately unNeoCalvinist language. BTW, the island no longer has a west side--it 'fell off in a storm'. It does have a very nice field, though--or, well, at least a spot that doesn't have quite as many stones as the rest of the island.
Father Ted went to Las Vegas and came back without the money that was to have sent a poor sick child to Lourdes. He is the long-suffering lynchpin of the group, trying to hold onto both the reins of the Parochial House and his own sanity. Sad to say, the actor who played him, Dermot Morgan, died while at a party celebrating the final episode of the show.
Old retired Father Jack is demented, obviously due to consumption of alcohol and whatever else is handy. SepticTone wasn't joking--he actually does appear in one episode passed out with a bottle of Castrol motor oil in his hand! In another, Father Ted discovers an empty bottle of Toilet Duck (:!:) by the chair. "Oh, no! Not Toilet Duck! Ya know what that does to ya!!" It obviously has him tripping.
Young Father Dougal was struck by lightning several times, and is jovial, vivacious, and generally less in touch with reality than Father Jack. He was banished to Craggy for the unspecified 'Blackrock Incident'. Father Ted treats him like the troublesome pet he is.
Mrs. Doyle is the obsessive housekeeper. When she wants you to have tea or a nip, you will have tea or a nip. She does not take no for an answer. Mad as she is, she actually sees everyone else's madness and serenely accepts it. She's a case study in irony.
Craggy Island's inhabitants are an endearing lot, with a married couple that are constantly on the verge of murdering one another but turn sweet as pie when anybody else is around, and a man in an 'I shot JR' tee shirt who actually does shoot things now and then.
The show is well done, full of great little sketches based on absurd people, ridiculous events, and bizarre twists of logic. It's written and performed by Irish and folk of Irish descent, but if I were Irish, I'd be insulted. Hey, wait a minute... my mother's side of the family is Irish... oh, but Protestant. Right then--never mind.
Definitely recommended viewing!
