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Nathan, who describes himself as a "self-facilitating media node", has a mobile phone that functions both as a camera and a miniature set of "MP3 turntables" allowing him to mix ringtones ("It's been out for three weeks in Japan; where's yours?"), drinks coffee at Grind Zero, Dutch wine at the Nailgun Arms and eats at the pretentious gastropub Regime, where beer is served in gourds and the food is autocratically chosen for you by a sensor that "assesses the electrolytes in your finger".

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So what do you think of it then? I've seen 4 episodes now and I'm really enjoying it although I understand it's got a bit a pounding in reviews. I'm not sure wether you're supposed to hate Nathan because I think he's great.

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...I did my work experience on the set of 'Nathan Barley' and saw Chris Morris work with the actors and improvise through scenes. Reading the first few versions of the scripts at the time, I thought 'NB' had the potential to be something absolutely amazing because it was such an acutely observed, intelligent biting satire (just as Charlie Brooker's original 'Cunt' section of TV Go Home was). However, let me assure you that somewhere in between rehersal and screening something went badly wrong. Now 'NB' is a lazy, shoddily edited series that limps from poorly executed gag to gag. All the rich texture of Nathan's world, and the world of Hoxton (or in the series 'Hosegate') that he inhabits which Morris created so vividly in production has been obliterrated and watered down into an innoffensive, over simplified half-hour biteful when, if Morris had been allowed, he could have filled an hour each week with a satire show so cutting that it would force even Idiot Central to question their vapid, puerile existence.