I last saw Lenny Henry live at Wimbledon theatre, where he turned out a light entertainment one-man show that was a pleasant enough to pass away an hour or so. He's nice, which is why he gets parts advertising hotel beds rather than parts as a psycho gang drugs murderer. He also turns out a passable Othello, which despite Desdemona's fate is an OK part for a nice bloke. Lenny is a True Brit luvvie - competent, workmanlike, reliable, but with an annoying whine to the press from time to time.
Lenny's latest complaint is that (I think) despite being 15% of the UK's population, ethnic people only have 5% of actor-hours on the telly. Well, I don't watch much telly, but I'm not going to let that stand in the way of expressing an opinion. Which is that telly is make-believe. East Enders if true to life would be very different to the screen fiction. It's a nostalgic reminder of 1950s working class solidarity, the Blitz and a mythical articulate, intelligent white populace. The reality is the moronic wastes of space from TOWIE - the East End moved to Romford many years ago.
In fact the African film industry is now making very slick and competent TV drama, and I predict it won't be long before soaps such as Shuga (see vid) are being transmitted on UK TV - with all black casts. But sadly with no parts for Mr Henry.