‘In this era of bland, blinking celebrity, Miriam Margolyes is an exception’
Add Miriam Margolyes Made Me Me to your watchlist Just three weeks ago, I wrote here about the deluge of TV shows with a celebrity’s name in the title, lamenting the low-quality content on our screens. Right on cue, along comes a BBC Two documentary with Miriam Margolyes’s name up front and centre, in which she basically wanders around, chats to a few people and, in her unique fashion, gets through her day. Is the result sub-optimal fare? As with many things, it seems Miriam is the exception that proves the rule. Simon Draper’s film, Miriam Margolyes Made Me Me, started out as a podcast until he, like everyone else, realised his subject is incapable of staying between the lines of any one format. Thus, when she’s not entertaining a sold-out Sydney Opera House or giving a gentle bollocking to a reporter who exaggerated her bad health (“people might not buy tickets to the show”), she’s firing off birthday instructions to paying fans on Cameo (“it’s good to have opinions”), changing her knickers (“you’re not …
