A man is seduced by his wife's midwife and has sex with her in the next room whilst his own wife is in the middle of giving birth. A doctor insists on going to the next room to listen to his patient...
This parody series is an unearthed 80s horror/drama, complete with poor production values, awful dialogue and hilarious violence. The series is set in a Hospital in Romford, which is situated over the gates of Hell.
An interweaving narrative chronicling the antics of such diverse characters as: a transsexual taxi driver, a family obsessed with hygiene and toads, a fiery reverend, a carnival owner who kidnaps women into marriage, and a xenophobic couple who run a local shop for local people.
After publishing a rant about 'idiots' - frantically hip, ignorant scenesters - Dan Ashcroft finds these same people embracing him as his idol and his nerves constantly tested by his biggest fan, moronic scene personality Nathan Barley.
Adapted from a monologue in his "Blue Jam" radio series, Chris Morris' first short film is a haunting black comedy about a man who no longer uses his name because he's decided he's ceased ... See full summary »
A collection of bleakly dark comedy sketches pushing the boundaries of taste, decency and television in general, shot using new and different techniques and fading slowly in and out of each other against a slow musical soundtrack. Regular themes include death, insanity and, most often of all, the medical profession. Written by
Rather than have credits, each show ended with a black screen with "www.jamcredits.com" on it. See more »
During the Thick Agency sketch in episode 1, the CCTV footage of Julia Davis approaching the help desk shows both the boom mic and camera operators standing behind her. The camera is visible again moments later in the sketch, reflected in the help desk's window. See more »
When dancing, lost in techo trance, arms flailing, gawky Bez, then find you snagged on frowns, and slowly it dawns, you're jazzing to the bleep tone of a life support machine that marks the steady fading of your day old baby daughter. And when midnight sirens lead to blue flash road mash, stretchers, covered heads and slippy red macadam, and find you creeping 'neath the blankets, to snuggle close a mangle bird, hoping you soon too will be freezer drawed. Then welcome. Mmm, ooh chemotherapy wig....
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How do you describe a series like JAM? Each episode is a series of warped, dark and often disturbing sketches dealing with subjects like abortion, rape, vandalism, suicide, child abuse and sexual perversions, acted by a largely unknown cast in an entirely straight-faced and unexaggerated manner, and shot in a way that suggests an extremely woozy and heavily sedated bad dream. In the same way that certain sketches on Peter Cook and Dudley Moore's Derek and Clive albums created the air of a seedy and unsettling radio play populated by crooked characters in sleazy and surreal situations, JAM creates is own strange world, not a million miles away from the real world, but practically unique in its bleak visions of demented weirdness. It's certainly flawed - most of the episodes could have used some prudent editing, the ambient music that bubbles beneath the sketches threatens to obscure the dialogue occasionally, and the visual style sometimes crosses the line between stylish and headache-inducing, but it's still very compelling television. Just don't expect to be laughing out loud, or much of a feelgood factor. This is comedy to have a nervous breakdown to.
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