My roommate introduced me to “Spaced” this morning. Watching episode 3, during Brian’s ex-girlfriend’s theatrical art piece, I was cracking up at how committed this show was to its absurdity. I really appreciated how committed they were to the bit.
After all the ridiculousness that was this performance, she took a bow, received a weak smattering of applause, and, without pulling up from her bowed position, told the audience that she was not finished. She stayed bent over in silence.
I sat and stared with this smile on my face, then I started full-on laughing, then laughing even harder. And then I felt the joke had run its course, as I waited and waited for her to declare the performance “finished”. Finally, after five minutes of this avaunt-guard suspense, my roommate came back into the room and told me that the DVD had froze, at the Best Possible Moment.