Next of Kin

I remember viewing this show on a local PBS station. While I do have a taste for British comedy, the whole dramatic premise just kills it. It could be have been brilliant but the whole idea is flawed: why should we care about three whiny know-it-all brats being taken care of their until-now-unknown grandparents? It's not a show as much as it's being at the funeral of a stranger: you don't know where you fit in, but you rather just be somewhere else. That's how I felt, and felt better when I turned the channel.

After To the Manor Born, this is Penelope Keith's best series. The balance between comedy, pathos and relationships between the grandparents and the grandchildren is excellent.

In particular, the growth of the relationships as the series progresses is very natural and at times achingly funny.

Some people cannot grasp the humor stemming from a serious subject, but the characters here are real. Most families are NOT like The Waltons!

Give it a shot if comes on PBS again. If only it had run longer and there were more episodes.

After a brilliant career in exaggerated comedy roles such as Margot Leadbetter and Audrey fforbes-Hamilton, Penelope Keith stretched her acting talents to play a realistic woman in a sitcom with a grimly realistic premise: 'Next of Kin', which ran on BBC1 from May 1995 to February 1997. She was partnered by the equally talented William Gaunt: like Ms Keith, he is a performer who is best known for comedy roles yet is equally adept at drama. 'Next of Kin' featured a premise which American TV programmers would probably have rejected as too morbid.

Maggie and Andrew Prentice are nearing sixty. They have one son, Graham, whom they've not seen in years. Graham developed into a snob and married a woman with radical politics who despised Maggie and Andrew. Consequently, Maggie and Andrew have been completely estranged from their son for more than twenty years. Comfortably middle-class but not wealthy, they're now looking forward to a retirement scheme that involves travel and fine dining.

Suddenly a constable arrives to inform the Prentices that their son and his wife have been killed in a road accident. Maggie and Andrew are now the legal guardians of their three grandchildren: young teen Georgia, Graham Jnr (on the brink of teendom) and little Jake (just starting school). These children are total strangers to Maggie and Andrew, who consider the merits of putting the children into an orphan asylum. Ultimately, they choose to take the children into their home ... realising that their retirement will be put off indefinitely.

The grandchildren have been raised in the mould of their annoying parents. Georgia is a politically-correct little snot, who fancies herself morally superior to everyone who fails to share her inconvenient political views. Georgia favours the socialist National Health Service over privatised physicians ... but then, when she decides to get braces on her teeth, she comes up with a pretentious reason for going to a private orthodontist instead of the NHS clinic ... meaning that Maggie and Andrew will get lumbered with the cost of the braces. Georgia's brother Graham, meanwhile, is on the brink of juvenile delinquency. Youngster Jake is the most annoying character in this series: he tends to be a little too twee, a little too babyish.

'Next of Kin' features extremely realistic situations. When Andrew learns that Graham is bunking off school, he gives him the usual lecture: you've got to apply yourself and get good marks so you can get into a good college and then get a good job. To which Graham replies, very reasonably: 'My dad did all that, and he got killed anyway.'

As happens often in long-running British TV programmes (but very seldom in American ones), the characters in 'Next of Kin' changed and developed over the course of the show's run. The three grandchildren were initially hostile to Maggie and Andrew, but gradually the five of them developed into a real family. Georgia began as a self-righteous little bitch: early on in the relationship, she writes false entries in her diary and then hides it in her room, knowing that the snooping Maggie will find it and read it. (Plausibly, the grandparents have their own faults here.) And yet Georgia gradually modified her extremist personality. In one episode, the Prentices take their grandchildren to the zoo. Georgia spots a tiger, and immediately she belabours the zoo keeper with a lecture about how the tiger should roam free in the wild. The zoo keeper sets her straight, explaining that this particular tiger is old and ill and can't survive in the wild, and anyway his original habitat has now been changed irrevocably by human development. Georgia is too bloody-minded to admit that she was wrong, but you can see that she's rethinking her views...

A subplot in 'Next of Kin' depicted the relationship between sexy Liz (Tracie Bennett), Maggie's daily cleaner, and muscular young builder Tom (Mark Powley), who has been engaged by Andrew to build an extension on the house following the arrival of the three grandchildren. The Liz-Tom subplot was less interesting than the growing relationship between the Prentices and their grandchildren, and these two characters were dropped after the extension was finished.

Remarkably, in spite of its morbid premise, 'Next of Kin' managed to be extremely funny whilst depicting extremely realistic situations. Most enjoyably, there was a total absence of those supposedly heart-warming 'Awwww' moments which render so many Yank TV comedies utterly unwatchable. No talking animals or hand-puppet aliens in this wonderful sitcom ... but some splendid acting and plenty of laughs. I'll rate 'Next of Kin' 9 points out of 10.

A very funny black comedy starring the one and only Penelope Keith. This series should be put onto a video. It is simply unique. Very Funny ! Unfortunately this series was axed in 1997 after the viewing figures were too low ! A PAL VIDEO SHOULD BE RELEASED ! I think it is a very good series.

Finally saw this comedy series, which ran for 3 seasons in the 1990s. It stars Penelope Keith and William Gaunt as a self-absorbed couple about to retire and move to France, where the food and wine are so much better. On the very verge of their idyll, they receive news that their estranged son and his wife (called Bootface) have been killed in an auto accident and that they are the only kin of the three children. What to do? In short order, their plans for a Continental life are scrapped and the three kids (and various pets) arrive on their suburban doorstep. Two are young teens, and the third is even younger. Keith and Gaunt are faced with at least a decade of child care, schools, and all that comes with raising children.

Yet what ensues is hilarious. The sea change necessary to cope with kids means that Keith and Gaunt have to do a 180 in their lives ... and quickly! The kids are challenging. The oldest, a girl, is a sulky thing with a strict, self-imposed vegetarian diet. The elder boy only eats Spam. The youngest won't eat anything that's round. Gone are the vintage wine collection, the antique car, and all their child-free friends.

The series never gets that fuzzy, warm feeling. As the brittle Maggie, Penelope Keith is wondrous, bemoaning her fate while she deals with the daily regimen of meals and dishes and noise. Gaunt is also excellent as the slightly (only slightly) more tender grandparent who tries to accommodate the demanding kids. The grandparents are resentful. The grandchildren are resentful. Yet they muddle on.

A highlight is a birthday party for the ever-harping girl. Nothing is ever right, and she belittles every around her (she's very realistic) to the point where Keith can't stand another moment and smacks her in the face with a cream pie (a dessert trifle). I imagine audiences across the land cheered. Later, in the girl's bedroom, Maggie asks, "So, did you like your trifle?"

For anyone who has enjoyed Penelope Keith in GOOD NEIGHBORS or TO THE MANOR BORN, this is a must-see series. What a pity the BBC canceled the show after its third season. There was so much more humor to mine.