I admit it; I loved Ja’mie: Private School Girl.
The new comedy series, which premiered last night on ABC1, fed all my prejudices and biases, unconscious or otherwise.
The show’s writer, Chris Lilley, who also plays Ja’mie, has created a monster of privilege and ego in this character – a magnificent comic creation with just enough truth about her to make us squirm as we laugh.
Clearly the granddaughter of Dame Edna, Ja’mie King has exactly the same blind self-satisfaction that makes both Aussie females so horrifying, hilarious and strangely admirable.
Ja’mie is who she is, and not only does she not apologise for it, she expects to receive nothing but applause. It is interesting that both female characters are played by men. I’m not sure I want to think too hard about what that means – except to say that the distance it creates between the performers and their characters probably helps them to see so acutely.
Ja’mie accepts her privilege as nothing less than her right and her due as, I suspect, do most of the offspring of the well-to-do. Indeed, I recently ran a creative writing workshop in a school not a million metaphorical miles from Ja’mie’s fictional Hillford Girls Grammar School, and before I began the teacher who had organised it sighed deeply and asked if I could somehow disabuse the girls of the notion that they were all going to end up CEOs of major corporations one day.
Unlike Lilley, she wasn’t joking.
Because, as Private School Girl makes abundantly clear, Australia is rapidly creating a class system via the mechanism most of the rest of the world has at least attempted to use to dismantle theirs – school education.
As I have experienced personally, it has become an act of some courage for a relatively prosperous family to actually choose a public, comprehensive school for their children.
It is now simply accepted that if you are a good parent, particularly with aspirations to identify as part of an upper class, you will send your children to the most expensive fee charging school you can afford.
In Summer Heights High, Lilley’s most recent show featuring Ja’mie, her disdain for the public school she suddenly found herself in was refreshingly frank and honest. That’s the endearing part of both Everage and King, they say what they mean – which is often what most people think.
But unlike the rest of us, they feel absolutely no need to apologise for it. They are like our secret selves let loose in all their venal snobbery and self-aggrandising narcissism – and what a relief it is to see our hypocrisy run free.
Most public school parents have probably found themselves either attacked or – more commonly – patronised. “I hear it’s a very good school!” says the horrified private school mother, with a ghastly fake smile, as she reacts to the startling news that the perfectly reasonable looking woman she’s just met is actually a creature from another planet entirely – planet public.