Caveman family struggles for survival in prehistoric era. Their ineptitude leads to hilarious situations involving dinosaurs, fire, and hitting each other with clubs.Caveman family struggles for survival in prehistoric era. Their ineptitude leads to hilarious situations involving dinosaurs, fire, and hitting each other with clubs.Caveman family struggles for survival in prehistoric era. Their ineptitude leads to hilarious situations involving dinosaurs, fire, and hitting each other with clubs.
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Gillian Elisa
• 1995–1996
Josie Lawrence
• 1995–1996
Rob Rackstraw
• 1995–1996
Dafydd Emyr
• 1995–1996
Nick Upton
• 1995–1996
Marie Clifford
• 1995–1996
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"The Gogs" are a rather dysfunctional family living in pre-historic times who spend most of their time trying to find shelter, or avoid large animals, or both.
There's Grandpa, a flatulent old geezer who thinks that any problem can be resolved with the use of his club...
There's Father, a witless man who tries to come up with good ideas to feed and clothe his family, but the plans that he develops to fulfil his ideas invariably end up with him in the bottom of the pit, or the stomach of the dinosaur.
There's Son, who spends most of his time looking dumb, blowing mucous out of his nose. And yes, it's green...
There's Daughter, the clever one of the bunch, who comes up with designs for flying machines, physics equations and other such stuff...
There's Mother, the undisputed head of the family, who brokers no crap from any family member, dispatching ne-er do wellers with a quick fist in the jaw...
and there's Baby, who spends most of his time screaming loudly, pooping, making maniacal faces during storms and draining his mother's breasts or milk faster than a good DVD shop can drain your credit card.
A brilliantly written and filmed series from Wales (the Welsh do know how to laugh), replete with humour from the characters themselves, along with nice touches like the occasional piece of newspaper blowing past in a storm.
There's Grandpa, a flatulent old geezer who thinks that any problem can be resolved with the use of his club...
There's Father, a witless man who tries to come up with good ideas to feed and clothe his family, but the plans that he develops to fulfil his ideas invariably end up with him in the bottom of the pit, or the stomach of the dinosaur.
There's Son, who spends most of his time looking dumb, blowing mucous out of his nose. And yes, it's green...
There's Daughter, the clever one of the bunch, who comes up with designs for flying machines, physics equations and other such stuff...
There's Mother, the undisputed head of the family, who brokers no crap from any family member, dispatching ne-er do wellers with a quick fist in the jaw...
and there's Baby, who spends most of his time screaming loudly, pooping, making maniacal faces during storms and draining his mother's breasts or milk faster than a good DVD shop can drain your credit card.
A brilliantly written and filmed series from Wales (the Welsh do know how to laugh), replete with humour from the characters themselves, along with nice touches like the occasional piece of newspaper blowing past in a storm.
Bodily fluids, slapstick violence, toilet humour and dinosaurs. Gogs was simply brilliant.
10min episodes each containing two short 5min stories, shown at odd times as fillers on BBC television in the early 90s. I never get tired of watching Gogs, and it still makes me laugh - the clay figures lend themselves wonderfully to cartoon violence and exaggerated expressions. The plot lines, such as they were, revolved around an ordinary family of cavemen dealing with ordinary issues - dinosaurs, bears, earthquakes and.... er... horrible snotty colds.
Basically, if you like Tom & Jerry - you'll love Gogs. And if you're a parent, you'll get a huge laugh out of the hideous, manipulative, vomiting, crapping baby.
10min episodes each containing two short 5min stories, shown at odd times as fillers on BBC television in the early 90s. I never get tired of watching Gogs, and it still makes me laugh - the clay figures lend themselves wonderfully to cartoon violence and exaggerated expressions. The plot lines, such as they were, revolved around an ordinary family of cavemen dealing with ordinary issues - dinosaurs, bears, earthquakes and.... er... horrible snotty colds.
Basically, if you like Tom & Jerry - you'll love Gogs. And if you're a parent, you'll get a huge laugh out of the hideous, manipulative, vomiting, crapping baby.
People tend to recall Walace and Grommit once asked about there favourite claymation cartoon. Although the latter has of course a unique quality of it's own it would be just unfair to simply skip "Gogs". The story's are brilliantly simple. It's the use of time and sound that make it so catchy. I will never forget the scene in witch the entire prehistoric and pre-brain family tries to drag a giant (sleeping) bear out of there house (cave). The stupid faces of the characters, the sound of the bears nails on the stone ground and the look of total bewilderment on a passing bird are hilarious. Question is, will this unbearable treatment awake the bear...? Go see for yourself!
The "Gogs" are a prehistoric family that interact with dinosaurs etc. on a daily basis. They are like a prehistoric 'Simpsons' only less like 'The Flintstones' and more like 'Ren and Stimpy'. Confused? Don't be. The Gogs are entertaining, and gross at the same time. The guy who continuously blows snot bubbles from his nose seems to have no other purpose, but this is what makes it fun. The clymation adds a textured feel that is sometimes missing in slick animation/computer generated programs.
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Male Narrator: [From Christmas 1996 BBC2 Trailer] Hide the Mince Pies. lock up the Turkey. The family from hell are coming for Christmas.
- ConnectionsFollowed by Gogwana (2000)
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