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Oh dear, I've been wanting an autobiography from the talented Mr Coogan for years and had high hopes after the excellent 'I, Partridge.' The book begins with Coogan waxing lyrical about the success of the film 'Philomena' and how his Catholic faith had shaped him. The Alan Partridge cinema movie 'Alpha Papa' was also mentioned.
Fast forward to chapter upon chapter of bulk concerning his childhood, all told in a flat, monotone manner with little interest or insight. I mean, unless we're talking about the material in a post ironic Partridge way, who on earth wants to know about 'built in obsolescence' or his parents' kitchen knives?
I wasn't keen on the way he denigrated some of his former 'Spitting Image' colleagues either. Some fellow comedians came out well though.
What a disappointment.
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Just before the release I went to see Coogan and Ianucci at a Guardian live event - a thoroughly enjoyable evening and one which boosted my expectations for the biography.
To be frank, the thing reads (or listens) like a string of reviews that Coogan wishes he'd received for his life's works. When he's not talking up his own book, he painstakingly tries to justify his Champagne socialist attitude to life with tenuous references to his childhood. And I really do mean tenuous. I'm a huge fan of just about anything Coogan has appeared in, but this just reeks of 'stocking filler'.
The narration sounds rushed and emotionless at points where he speaks of moments in his life where he cannot paint himself as a saint. But where he is pandering to himself, he takes his time and my word do those passages drag on.
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