David Walliams: Snapshot in Time, ITV, review The phrase "from the sublime to the ridiculous" was first coined by Tom Paine in 1793, and popularised by Napoleon in 1812. Yet never has it felt more appropriate than now, as I segue reluctantly from Bragg's great achievement to the preening, self-indulgent waste of space that was David Walliams: Snapshot in Time (ITV). The premise seemed interesting enough: Walliams had a photograph of himself in a school play in 1983, and wanted to find all the other boys in the picture and recreate it as adults. But this was no celebration of boyhood friendship (he clearly didn't like the other boys very much). It was a vehicle of homage to Walliams. When normal people stumble across an old school picture, they get a bit nostalgic, a bit embarrassed, then put it away. Walliams, however, saw a snap of his 11-year-old self dressed up as Queen Henrietta Maria in a school play as evidence of his supposedly prodigious talent. And decided to make a documentary about it. How cringeworthy to watch Walliams forcing person after person to celebrate his greatness! At one point he asked an old friend, "Did you ever think then that I'd be likely to be successful? You can answer that honestly. There was no mistaking the conceited glint in his eye, which endured throughout the programme. The worst part was when he returned to his old school. In the playground, he purred: "Who wants a picture, then?" As a high-pitched cacophony of "me, me, me" struck up, he visibly bathed in the adulation. Later, on the balcony, he grinned like a Cheshire cat as a sea of adoring pupils chanted "We love you David, we do." In the end, Walliams got hold of nearly all the boys from the photo, and they recreated it. There were some warm touches; who can fail to smile at an aged teacher meeting their old pupil? Or a mother's pride? Overall, however, I would strongly suggest that you only watch this if you happen to be David Walliams. But then, I doubt he'll need any encouragement.