There are far too many superheros in the world. And what I want to know is where are then when I’m stuck on the hard shoulder of the M20 in the pouring rain with a flat tyre! Well, there’s another one to add to the collection.
In a not-so-quiet town called Chisleton lives another. This one is slightly different from your average very fit, young, able to leap tall buildings at a single bound type superhero. This one is considerably older than any of the others. In fact, she’s considerably older than most people. She’s Supergran. And she’s Scottish! Oh, may god have mercy on our souls!
This old wrinkly was one day transformed from a quivering old wreck into a granny with super powers, and now she rids the town of crime. Well, try’s to at least. It’s not really a difficult task when you take into consideration that most of the crime is committed by The Scunner Campbell and his pathetic sidekicks, who’s IQ is so low that if it was any lower they would trip over it.
Any child of the 80s will at some point or other been subject to sitting in front of the TV and watching this show. Watching it now, it begs the question “why?”. Most of the actors couldn’t act to save their lives. The plot was totally unbelievable and had more holes in it than Swiss cheese, and was just so silly that it physically made you cringe.
The worrying thing is that while I was watching it again, thinking “what the hell am I doing? This is appalling!”, I couldn’t actually drag myself away from the television. Supergran is so bad, that it’s just so entertaining. Although, it does have it’s good point though, the theme music. Sung by Billy Connolly, it’s just one of those themes that continuously bounces around in your head for the next week. Although saying that, is that really a good point.
In short, Supergran is so bad that it’s good, if that makes any sense.