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Trevor Major is…Throbbie Millions

By Chris Wenn ⋅ May 5, 2006 ⋅  Email This Post ⋅  Print This Post ⋅ Post a comment

What I’ll loosely term ‘humour’ in Trevor Major is…Throbbie Millions is largely derived from the Throbbie Millions character (a cunningly disguised parody of the real Robbie Williams) being an up-himself talentless shit. Technically, it uses the time-honoured tradition of turning pop songs into parodies by turning keywords and phrases into scatological and sexual references, with a wee bit of mocking the disabled. Because everyone knows epilepsy is comedy gold.

The idea of a show based entirely on a Robbie Williams parody runs into trouble almost immediately. The inexplicable Mr. Williams has already diverted so much effort into self-parody that after seeing Trevor Major is…Throbbie Millions I’d decided it would be far funnier to see the man himself. Possibly sleeping.

Throbbie Millions is rather like the kind of show I’d expect on a P&O cruise: single entendre comedy about the hilarious capacity of the word ‘come’ to sound rude. Sorry, the nauseating capacity. The almost full house apparently composed of package tour bogans only added to the sense of dread’when the heckling reaches the standard of ‘What colour are my wife’s undies’? it’s class all the way, people. Poorly angled projected video and mistimed lighting cues only highlighted the sense of being trapped in a horrible Over-28s cruise to Ibiza, where you’d be trapped with them all again.