Miranda Hart... Is everyone laughing but me?
I don’t get her; just can’t watch the show for longer than a few minutes.
Believe me, I’ve tried. After all, in real life, she’s smart... a great actress... naturally witty.
She is officially funny, too; she’s the reigning Queen of Comedy. Millions and millions find her hilarious, so why is it that for the life of me I cannot join their midst?
I’m left trying to analyse what on earth is wrong with me. (It can’t be her; it’s got to be me. Heck, now I’m beginning to sound like her..)
My only conclusion thus far? She’s a giant, female Norman Wisdom; his gawky, gangly awkwardness always made me cringe.
In Amazonian form, it’s way too close to all the things I didn’t want to be as a too-tall, boyfriendless geek of an adolescent.
She is my teenage nightmare, incarnate.