It's been a while since Noel Fielding did anything particularly substantial, and from the look of his latest 'comedy' vehicle it was probably for the best. Luxury Comedy appears to be some sort of sketch show made following the instructions to a Blue Peter project whilst tripping on salvia. The only hint of luxury you're likely to note from this show is that you don't have to expend much energy laughing whilst watching it, because there don't seem to be any jokes.
The show seems to revolve around Noel and his staff living in a tree. Andy Warhol is his cleaner, and doesn't look to approve of most of Noel's work, so is probably the only borderline intelligent character in the world. As Noel talks with characters who are presumably supposed to be quirky but just come off as odd, jokes are laboured into the ground until they have to be taken off screen and resuscitated, during which time the action cuts away to another of his oh so delightfully stupid characters. One is a bright yellow police sergeant with a talking knife wound, another is a chocolate finger who used to be in the army and sings about his wife being dead, another is a man with a shell for a head who dances in a kitchen (this one seems to assume that seeing a man with a shell for a head dance counts as a joke, and everybody is fine with that). These secondary stories are no more interesting than the primary self indulgent ramblings, and everybody involved comes off as being as two dimensional as the cardboard and poster paint backgrounds which are probably supposed to add to the show's quirkiness but mainly show a lack of real effort.
The main problem- other than the almost complete absence of any proper jokes- is that everything seems so bloody pretentious, so deliberately strange and quirky that there isn't a single thing to ground the show and give any point of reference for the audience. Not a single thing in the half hour slot can be related to or understood because it deliberately doesn't make any sense. It goes beyond surrealism and beyond absurdity all the way into complete nonsense territory. Juxtaposing ALL the things (!) is no more creative or funny than mixing up jigsaw puzzles so the images look interesting but no longer make sense. The fact it is so random give the impression that Noel developed the show entirely by using a random number generator (or possibly Seventh Sanctum) to create all of his characters so they'd be as bizarre as possible and then made a comedy series around it.
Noel Fielding's Luxury comedy is like watching a transmission from an alien civilisation which has been translated into English, so as we can see how inferior our competition is and continue to celebrate having the best television content in the galaxy. Except we don't. Not now anyway (thanks Noel!)
Further points of criticism would be the song that has uninteresting lyrics, tune, and no jokes in it, the sets that look like they were built by a drunk five year old, and the inclusion of The Moon from The Mighty Boosh in the only scene in which I actually gave out a laugh, as he disappointingly reveals that he doesn't feature in the show beyond this point.
If you insist on watching this show I would give the following options for making it through without either falling asleep or sustaining severe brain damage:
-Turn off the sound, and put on something more interesting in the background, and pretend this is just a trippy, very long music video. Try Pink Floyd, Locust Toybox, or Toxic Lipstick for starters.
-Play a drinking game where everybody has to drink every time a joke falls flat. This may be difficult, as it's not always easy to tell which bits were supposed to be jokes, but to make things simpler just drink every time a character enters the shot. Within twenty minutes you'll surely be dead and free of this masturbatory shitfest.
-Pretend that this actually is a transmission from an alien civilisation as suggested earlier. Take notes on the various species on show and determine their weaknesses for when we inevitably invade, and take their land and womenfolk (who are just as annoying as the menfolk, and must be swiftly put down anyway).
-Change the channel.
In conclusion I cannot find anything with which I can truly recommend watching Noel Fielding's Luxury Comedy in any fashion. If nothing else I suppose it is visually interesting. Actually let me rephrase that.
It is visually interesting.
I would advise that instead of watching Luxury Comedy you instead watch the Singing Detective on BBC4, and although I know nothing about it I find the premise of a singing detective to be far more original and interesting than all of Noel Fielding's imaginary friends put together.