First up is The Crimson Field. Now this is decent dramatic schlock which really rather wants to be high art. You can play spot the WW1 cliche as you watch it - snobbish upper class officers, Irish republicanism, self-inflicted wounds and even a bit of the love that dare not speak its name. But despite this predictability you have to say it's rather well done and perfectly watchable. Just please don't tell me to take it all that seriously.
bonkers but fun |
Slightly less bonkers but riddled with mounting implausibilities we are finally getting into the second series of Homeland. Superior television which I place on an equal pedestal with a bit of Scandinavian crime in the shape of The Bridge. Saga Noren is a terrific dramatic creation.
Next, very nearly the best thing I've seen on television for ages and which I've mentioned before in this blog - True Detective. Now I've called Jamaica Inn risible so I have to be careful here because the charge of indecipherability can be levelled at True Detective also. However this series had the heft to carry its artistic pretensions with it, rather than merely alienating the viewer.
the sainted Tom Hollander |
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