Bouncers, Channel 4, review - Telegraph Bouncers (Channel 4) followed the evenings of various doormen (and one doorwoman) looking after the nightlife of Colchester and Clacton-on-Sea in Essex. It had its interesting moments - for instance, some of the larger, meatier door staff discussed whether being a bouncer was a job for a woman, which, perhaps unexpectedly, they agreed that it was. "The worst drunks are always women," said one of them, looking weary. And the bouncers themselves were an affable bunch, even if Curtis, the veteran of the group, came across as a bit keen to explain how capable he is of knocking people out with one punch. Maybe it pays to advertise in his business. "If you're a doorman and you can't fight, you're just a shirt-filler," he said. All of us who, in our dim and distant university days, can remember the sensation of being hurled bodily from some grimy student bar should find it interesting to get to know the mindset of the men (and women) who did the hurling. But too much of it felt familiar. The drunks standing on bus shelters, bleary-eyed interviewees explaining incoherently why they'd decided to rip their shirts off and try to fight a bouncer, the unconscious men outside kebab shops, the hen-do girls pulling their miniskirts up as they walked past the club, the young lady swaying dangerously on her high heels down a high street pavement. We've seen this before, in a million Brits-abroad or Essex-gone-wild-type documentaries, and the fact that we were seeing it through the eyes of the bouncers didn't make it particularly fresh. That said, the strange, wild movements that drunken young Britons call "dancing," when replayed in cold digital video, are always fascinating from an anthropological point of view. Future generations will look at them in bafflement and wonder.