Jeremy Wells, Jason Hoyte and Leigh Hart front Late Night Big Breakfast.
We’re looking back at our columnists most popular pieces from 2015. Today, Hart’s brilliant new effort shows possibilities of TV thinking small, writes Duncan Greive.
Lately I've been watching a tonne of Moon TV, Leigh Hart's brilliant, now dormant comedy series, and trying to figure out why it isn't celebrated as a New Zealand icon on the same level as, say, Braindead or Sir Edmund Hillary.
For those crawling towards their graves unaware of this
wonderful creation, Moon TV is a fictional TV channel, with short sections each pretending to be a different show.
Each one features some combination of Hart, Jason Hoyte and Matai Johnson, with a larger crew of less prominent characters. They create a schedule of nightly programming which loosely aligns with what we saw on our screens through the mid-'00s, when it was created.
There's Speedo Cops, a deliriously incompetent Police 10:7 - except in swimwear. Naan Doctors is Shortland Street set in a functioning Indian restaurant. The Hamsterman from Amsterdam takes a stupid rhyming pun and creates moments viciously funny and somehow achingly sad.