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Episode two
Some people are just funny. And it’s long been clear that Matt Berry is one of them. It’s all in the voice modulation and expressive bafflement – witness Steven Toast’s voiceover humiliation at the start of this second episode for a perfect illustration. As usual, the plotting is gloriously daft – tonight, Toast finds himself working with luvvie nemesis Ray Purchase and homicidal director Acker Heron.
But as usual, much of the fun is to be found in the the incidentals. Toast books a prostitute (‘I saw your number on the computer’) and invents a new name for himself on the spur of the moment. Toast attempts to play frisbee with some muscular Australians. And Toast sings a bizarre duet with a mini-me to conclude affairs. ‘Toast of London’ remains a light, even slight concoction. But that doesn’t make its occasionally inspired silliness any less enjoyable.