
It was a deep dive on another actor, Andrew Rannells, that led me to watch Drunk History in the first place. That episode was a blast, and I went back to watch the whole series later on—so much fun! So it’s only fitting that Joel Fry is the reason I’m trying out the UK version of the show. This is his first of three episodes, and while he’s quite good in it, I’m not sold on the series yet.
As with its US counterpart, the conceit of the show is that a comedian gets blinding drunk, then tells a historical tale as well as they can. Their narration becomes the soundtrack to a reenactment, with the actors lipsyncing their drunken retelling verbatim. In this episode, we’re treated to “When Henry VIII Met Anne of Cleves,” “Queen Victoria’s Secret Sex Drive,” and “How Scotland Caught the Black Death.”
First, a couple differences from the US show. There doesn’t appear to be an actual host in this series. Each drunk comedian is talking to someone offscreen, but we never see them. Instead, a series narrator briefly introduces each story before the comedian starts telling it. I like the quick tally of how many drinks they’ve had at the start of their segments.
I already knew the bullet points on Anne of Cleves from the musical SIX, and this version of her story hits the same major beats. Told by Rob Beckett, there are some funny bits here. I like the scene where Henry VIII is talking to Oliver Cromwell about his previous failed marriages (divorced—beheaded—died): “And Cromwell’s like, ‘Henry, it’s not your fault!’ And Henry’s like, ‘Well, one of ‘em definitely was.’” I also enjoy Henry’s friend Anthony Brown not having the guts to tell Henry that Anne doesn’t look like her portrait, instead saying, “‘Henry, she’s absolutely quality, mate. You’re gonna love her.’ And then Brown fucks right off!” However, it’s gross that, while Beckett specifically references Anne’s smallpox scars as the issue with her looks, she’s played by a fat guy in a wig and 16th century gown. And I really don’t like the extended sequence of Beckett imagining Brown gagging as he tries to tell Henry about Anne.
Fortunately for me, the Black Death story is the shortest of the bunch, a quick little tag at the end of the episode. It’s narrated by James Acaster, and instead of being dramatized by a cast, his narration is accompanied by simple animation. It’s still horrifically disgusting, though, and it creeps me out. The one bit I enjoy is his description of how the plague is ravaging the English: “Chins falling off. Butts falling off. Nipples—off.”
Kerry Howard tells the Queen Victoria story, where Joel Fry plays Prince Albert to Rebecca Front’s Victoria (Front was Nicola Murray on The Thick of It, so that’s fun.) While I knew a little about Victoria and Albert, I’d never heard speculation that Albert was gay and their nine children were due in part to Victoria being “a raging nympho.” Again, this is a segment with a few fun lines and a fair amount of uncomfortable stuff. I like Howard’s description of the sexual repression of the era, saying, “Ankles were not to be seen. They were like tits.”
Mostly, though, the comedic depiction of Albert’s horror and exhaustion about Victoria’s insatiable sex drive just reminds me of the Pop Culture Detective videos on “Sexual Assault of Men Played for Laughs.” Through a modern lens, we’re able to recognize plenty of sexual violence in arranged marriages between historical monarchs and recognize that it’s effed up, so it doesn’t sit that well for me to hear Howard laughing uproariously at her own jokes when Albert is the one being forced to have sex.
Despite all that baggage and grossness, I do still like Fry’s performance as Albert. He’s a bit hampered by Howard’s narration—he’s lipsyncing her words, of course, but she does different voices for all the characters, which boxes him in more than usual to a specific portrayal of the character—but given the strength of his nonverbal acting, it doesn’t surprise me that he’d do well with this format. His facial expressions and body language are top-notch throughout, making Albert a sweet bundle of nerves who’s caught between a rock and a hard place when the queen of England announces, “I’m gonna have you.”
Here are my favorite parts:
- When one of Albert’s friends asks if he’ll know what he’s doing in the bedroom, Albert replies, “To be honest, erm, why would I want to go near a woman? [...] It’s like a dragon down there, and I don’t want to touch that dragon.” Fry’s facial expressions are just great here!
- “‘You’re gonna be my wife—I mean, husband.’ And Albert’s like, ‘Er…!’”—Nice physicality here, with Albert nervously taking a drink while looking wide-eyed at Victoria.
- On their wedding night, I like the choice Fry makes to have Albert covering his face with both hands while Victoria is on top of him.
Not the most auspicious start to the series. The US version went on to share lots of cool lesser-known stories from history—more obscure tidbits about famous figures, badass stuff from impressive marginalized folks, etc.—so seeing an opening episode that relies on cheap cross-dressing jokes, “funny” sexual assault, and intense gross-out humor is a disappointment. Fry’s other two episodes are both from series 3, so fingers crossed that the show will be more thematically aligned with its predecessor by then.
Accent Watch
Not applicable—he’s lipsyncing someone else's narration.
Recommend?
In General – No. At this point, the humor is too mean-spirited and gross. I hope it gets better, but either way, this episode definitely bothers me.
Joel Fry – Possibly. Despite the disturbing angle the story takes, Fry’s performance is still good.
Warnings
Strong thematic elements (including jokes about nonconsensual sex,) sexual content, language, smoking/heavy drinking, references to violence, and strong gross-out humor.

