Harbinger of doom ... Max Beesley in Hotel Babylon
Hot on the heels of yesterday's blog on the marvellousness of certain actors, or perhaps more accurately, on the Teflon-like quality that enables them to walk away from duds without a blemish on their CV, we turn our attentions to those whose CVs are nothing but blemishes. In fact, let us focus our attentions on actors in possession of curriculums vitae - or possibly curriculi vitae - that aren't just blemished but are encrusted with the TV drama equivalent of livid acne, pulsating boils and oozing pustules. Actors, in short, who are the very opposite of Julie Walters.
From Kris Marshall (Catwalk Dogs, Murder City or Sold, anyone?) to any series regular on Hotel Babylon, which actors' names, when affixed to a drama, are a sure-fire guarantee that it will be absolute rubbish? Which actors either have an unerring ability to pick turkeys or an agent that hates them? Whose name, when you see it in a cast list, immediately alerts you to impending dreadfulness?
Put plainly, who is the Ewan McGregor of the small screen? (I've been slightly pre-empted in this by some of yesterday's discussion but I'm persevering anyway because there's so many to choose from). Who, I wonder, is the anti-Judi Dench?
