Owner Basil Fawlty, his wife Sybil, a chambermaid Polly, and Spanish waiter Manuel attempt to run their hotel amidst farcical situations and an array of demanding guests.
This is absolute comic perfection. You have Basil Fawlty, who is played immensely well. In _Waldorf Salad_, when he faces the prospect of unhappy guests, he lashes out in a tirade that makes for a much more appealing story rather than a mushy emotional sort. I could go on. The “don’t mention the war!” bit is going to be quoted for thousands of years, Basil the Rat makes for a legendary send-off and Mrs. Richards was another masterpiece in itself. How else would anyone want real life to be? Perfection. Never to Die. Never to be matched or surpassed. Fawlty Towers!
