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Pop CultureFebruary 5, 2018

Ten thoughts about the brand new Seven Sharp

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Alex Casey and Duncan Greive share ten observations from the premiere episode of an all-new Seven Sharp.

1) Is Jeremy Wells… okay?

“It’s lovely to be with you tonight,” said Hilary. I believed her. I believed her all the way to the back of her craft beer fridge, and all the way to the bottom of that pile of bargain Whopper burgers she bought on Twitter that time. Jeremy, on the other hand, had a distance behind the eyes like an alien in Men in Black that’s trying to pass as a functioning member of society. It was especially ripe whenever we returned to the studio after a segment. Hello darkness me old comrade, we meet again. / Alex Casey

2) Also… can Jeremy Wells tell the truth?

Having never heard Jeremy Wells be knowingly sincere, my first thought was that he was making everything up. That voice has told me only lies – why would he suddenly be speaking from the heart? That will probably change with prolonged exposure, but for now it’s hard to hear him talk about anything without expecting it to veer rapidly off into something weird or porno. / Duncan Greive

3) Extreme Cake Broadcasters is very cool though

This is probably a bad, unsophisticated take, but my favourite bit in the whole premiere was an extremely unclear cake making challenge between the hosts. With Hilary and Jeremy worried that fans of Extreme Cake Makers might have tuned in and been disappointed, they set about whipping up their own sweet treats in the TVNZ foyer (where Hosking used to make his coffees, RIP(ped jeans)). Jeremy was wearing a novelty apron, and I was ON BOARD.

“Do you bake?” asked Hilary whilst spooning some marge into a bowl. “Most days,” replied a dead pan Jeremy, before trying to whisk the batter inside the cake tin. I couldn’t help but think of Moon TV’s Speed Cooking segment here – not directly related to Wells but a spiritual sibling for sure – and pine for the days when broadcast TV was just absolutely fucking batshit. We got a glimmer of chaos later during the cake reveal, when Jeremy Wells unveiled his special “Waitangi” tribute cake. See for yourself. / AC

The horror

4) Cakes aside, the fundamentals are largely the same

The Hosking/Street Seven Sharp was a pair of hosts with no audience and no guests doing links between magazine-style segments. So far, we’ve seen nothing to suggest that fundamental structure has changed. The opening story covered school lunches, and ended with the hosts dropping the stat that 88% of countries provide them for pupils – something it’s hard to imagine Hosking emphasising. But aside from the brilliant Anika-Celine encounter, the remainder of the segments stuck with the familiar formula, and thus made it feel more re-fresh than reboot. / DG

5) The chemistry is real

They’re funny, attractive and charismatic. They like each other. While Barry is manifestly the more experienced journalist, neither has any interest in dominating the show or dismissing the thoughts of the other. Thus it represents an enormous change to Hosking’s blithe dismissal of Street. As a male/female dynamic to watch at work each night, it’s infinitely healthier and far more fun than the one that preceded it. / DG

The hosts, staring deeply into each other’s eyes

6) … but Anika Moa should probably be the host of everything

Look. I’ve said it once, I’ll say it again, I’ll continue to say it until the stars turn cold – the secret to success is just to give every single television job to Anika Moa. The big closing act of the episode was her sit down interview with Celine Dion – just two songstresses, songbirds, warblers, having a bloody melodic yarn. If it had been anyone else in the interviewing chair, it probably would have been boring as hell.

The great thing is that Anika isn’t one to play it cool. She insisted on Celine Dion touching her before proposing a singing battle to prove herself worthy of an opening slot when Celine performs here in August. When Celine admitted to wearing pyjamas all day when she’s not touring, Anika offered a “YAS QUEEN” that was so gutteral, so primal, that it might as well have been a belch. I loved it. Celine loved it. Anika loved it. Deborah Pead loved it. / AC

 

7) There was a Caro Robinson Buzzfeed explainer on a Westfield parking ticket

The most modern flourish on the show was a pacey explainer on how Carolyn Robinson got out of a parking ticket at Westfield. It looked like a Facebook explainer, only on TV, and felt jammed in as a way to fill out the show. On a more substantial topic it might have value; in this context, on the first show back, it felt redundant. / DG

8) And the deafening sound of silence…

With their kajillion-week head start, I’ve been watching a lot of The Project recently, which means I’ve also become extremely accustomed to the presence of a studio audience. Without any people providing energy within in the cavernous void of the TVNZ studio, watching Seven Sharp felt a little bit like watching Friends without the laugh track. With Wells trading in awkwardness during moments of banter, some of the pauses felt like they stretched deep into my soul and squeezed my heart and made me feel a bit bad. / AC

The void is real

9) Also Holmes is back, baby

“Those were our people today, that’s Seven Sharp tonight,” was a wonderfully weird callback from Jezza that almost certainly jolted awake some of the fogies that had fallen sound asleep in front of the TV in about 1998. See look everyone! It’s not scary! It’s just Holmes but with fun cakes and not as much racism! Actually, that bit about the “eskimo” lollies wasn’t great. / AC

10) So, will it work?

It is always, always too early to say after a single episode. But… if I had to bet, I’d say yes. Wells will need coaching into engaging with more earnest issues (unless they let Barry handle them long-term), and the first crisis that cannot be ignored will be a marker of how this dynamic will work. But Wells’ satire of New Zealand’s cultural touchstones was made possible by his acute observation of them – one that could only be driven by a genuine affection on some level. This should ultimately mesh well with Seven Sharp’s breezy tone, and be amenable to its older, more rigid audience.

He’s extremely fortunate to have Barry alongside – enormously experienced with the demands of primetime, and possessed of both a superb sense of humour and the ability to handle tragedy or horror when the news cycle demands it. Given that they’ve been working together for all of a week, and cannot have had time to impose any creative input on the existing infrastructure, it was a surprisingly even episode.

If they’re allowed to nudge it into new areas – letting the tone of the inserts more closely mirror the hosts, perhaps the occasional in-studio interview – then this new Seven Sharp could become the affably wide-ranging magazine-style show it was originally pitched as, before the panic hire of Hosking radically altered its tone. / DG


Seven Sharp continues at 7pm tomorrow on TVNZ1

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Pop CultureFebruary 5, 2018

‘It felt like he was making TV specifically for me’: David Farrier on his love for Jeremy Wells

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Ahead of Jeremy Wells’ return to television tonight, David Farrier looks back at some of his favourite moments from the deadpan broadcaster. 

I feel passionately about Jeremy Wells.

When I heard the official announcement from TVNZ that he would be joining Hilary Barry (another excellent broadcaster) on Seven Sharp, I felt a pang of joy I haven’t felt in some time. I had a similar pang when I heard Josh Thomson and Kanoa Lloyd would be on The Project. But this pang was a little bigger.

I think it’s because I’ve grown up with Jeremy Wells. He’s been a consistent force in my New Zealand television viewing habits since high school.

I suppose for many people today, he’s the guy who imitates Mike Hosking really, really well, co-hosts a laddish radio show with Matt Heath over on Hauraki, and offers observations about his favourite sport with the ACC.

But for me, it’s always been his time on old-fashioned TV which has excited me the most. He’s made me tune in. For decades now, for often surprising reasons.

Like, the only time I’ve ever watched a sports show – let alone a whole series – was thanks to Olympico.

Here, Jeremy Wells co-hosted a show about the Olympic Games, in which none of their crew had credentials to the Olympics Games. It was a silly gag, but it worked – and I learnt more about sport in that month than I ever had before.

In that show, he demonstrated some of his finest assets – those eyes, that chiselled jaw, and the ability to deliver some of the driest lines uttered on New Zealand television.

I suppose it all started back in the 90s when he existed as Mikey Havoc’s sidekick “Newsboy.” While Havoc would spit out thoughts and words in often incomprehensible ways, Wells stood there calmly, observing. He’d never get caught up in Havoc’s hype.

He was a man of few words, and when he used them, they were very good. Their “Gore” episode is a perfect illustration of Wells’ ability to say so much with so few words.

After a gushing diatribe from Havoc about the southern town, Jeremy simply states:

“Gore. The G’s for gay.”

It was deadpan genius, a lie sold to a generation of New Zealanders. The people of Gore hated it. They still do.

I’m sure everyone has a hot take on that particular, potentially problematic, episode. But for me, a teenager at a private Christian school in the late 90s who was confused about his sexuality, this was the first time I recall “gay” being openly talked about in a sort of harmless, non-terrifying way.

I know it sounds ridiculous, but that segment of TV from the mid-90s was sort of groundbreaking for me.

Remember, this was pre-YouTube, Netflix and torrents. TV shows were appointment viewing, and shows like The X-Files, South Park and Havoc & Newsboys Sellout Tour were discussed and dissected for hours by my nerdy little schoolmates. For me, this was an opportunity where the word “gay” could be talked about in a context that didn’t include hellfire, judgement and intense worry.

It was lighthearted and fun and not scary.

From then on, it sort of felt like Wells was making TV specifically for me.

When I became deeply interested in the media and how it functioned, he did season after season of Eating Media Lunch, a much more grown-up series that analysed and satirised recent news events and trends. Written and directed by Paul Casserly, the show was both utterly juvenile and completely mature. It didn’t fear saying, well, anything.

Working with commissioners in subsequent years, I’m increasingly impressed this thing ever made it out the door, especially considering its often jarring takes on race relations in Aotearoa.

“We decided to test the patience and cultural awareness of some of our leading talk professionals” announced Wells, before throwing to an item in which an actor called various talkback hosts to see how many times they could get in “tena koutou” before being cut off.

Michael Laws made it to six, before saying, in typical Laws fashion, “Goodbye stupid man.” Southland TV, with Tim Shadbolt grinning widely on the panel, allowed 18 to be said before moving on.

Perhaps the show’s maddest moment – and what will always stick with me – was when they did a report on Anal Mana. This was a completely fictional bit of Māori pornography, which many viewers, including my mother, thought was completely, 100% real.

Anal Mana is porn with a difference,” voices Wells. “Unlike most skin flicks, the story is based on actual events and will feature Māori actors speaking Māori dialogue and wearing traditional Māori costumes, in a two million dollar reconstruction of colonial New Zealand.”

What really sold it was Wells’ deadpan delivery. You couldn’t help but entertain the fact that this was maybe real. And given New Zealand’s often batshit take on all things Māori, you can see why many viewers were fooled.

And then, to top it all off, he went and made a documentary series about birds – birds! – my favourite creature in the whole wide world.

Loosely based on an excellent book by Steve Braunias, Birdland took a deep dive into the New Zealand bird scene, from the plight of our native birds to our love of exotic parrots. 

My favourite episode of all, titled simply “Capitalism”, looked at an enterprising New Zealand man who wanted to commercially farm weka. The man’s unique call of “Weka Weka Woo!” is a thing of beauty, and Wells is at his finest.

A gentle curiosity and humour seeps out, even as a cute mouse is mercilessly slaughtered by a hungry weka.

“Thankfully the end, when it came, was swift”.

He pauses.

“Ish”.

It’s great television – right up there with his other series The Unauthorised History of New Zealand – and demonstrates there’s plenty of smarts and subtlety behind the gags.

It’s also further proof that there is far more to Jeremy Wells than being like Mike. I mean, that’s the big joke in all this, right? He’s nothing like Mike.

If Jeremy Wells can bring even 10% of the madness, charm and wit of his own TV shows over the years to TVNZ1 tonight, then Seven Sharp is going to be in a very, very good place. Whether their audience is ready for it… that’s an entirely different matter.

 

Postscript: I fully echo this sentiment by the writer/director of 2015’s excellent Deathgasm and the upcoming Guns Akimbo, Jason Lei Howden:


Seven Sharp begins at 7pm tonight on TVNZ1

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