We look at the Southampton probation office, which is currently managing more than 600 high-risk offenders, leaving staff overwhelmed. There are the usual ones – ravens, ravening; weird things found weirdly in woods; a pig-sexist boss – but one of the most unsettling we encounter is Scott, in the shower, in a life-or-death struggle to uncrick his neck. At first sight it’s like an old Hollywood double-identity romcom, albeit with very good, very modern humour: truly funny, often. Who is the man prowling around Cassie’s flat, and what are we to make of Rob’s dreams of wolves hunting him through forests at night? It’s the age-worn story of boy marries girl, boy becomes ground down by weary failures in lifelovework etc, boy clones self in dodgy Korean Top Happy Spa for $50k, happy best-he-can-be clone saunters home to impress wife, boss etc with newfound joie de vivre. Ellen E Jones and The chosen … and the rest of us aren’t lucky at all?” “We won’t see each other again,” she replies, and leaves.
Ellen E Jones, The “mad” is dialled up to 11 in George Miller’s ferocious reboot of his post-apocalyptic epic. In reviewing the big Channel 5 Wednesday-night Jeremy Vine thing – Live Brexit Debate: Deal or No Deal?, in which they’d polled 26,000 souls, biggest snapshot since June 2016 – I’d prepared the phrase “thick to the back teeth with Brexit”. In Knocknaree, there’s only one local reporter/photographer.
here is no guarantee that good original material will make for a good adaptation. Is Mr Devlin’s connection to the protesters against the coming motorway that will destroy the woods significant?
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the overnight tweets of Prof John Curtice. The stylish anime flashbacks are a welcome addition to primetime drama.
Hannah J Davies, This week’s episode takes aim at the dangerously underfunded and understaffed National Probation Service, which has undergone massive upheaval in recent years. Only Adam reappeared, covered in blood not his own and with his T-shirt deliberately slashed. All rights reserved.
One sizable trap was that, yes, yawn, the first body found was that of a 13-year-old girl, found in the woods on an ancient stone altar (the second that of a pretty, half-naked student) and I wonder when writers will grow weary.
The last one I covered was in Soham (2002), and I can still recall vividly the international media caravanserai haring late that hot Saturday to RAF Lakenheath, then filing on the run at 5.40 and having too many slow hours after my burbled cliches to reflect on the true enormity.
The other two have not been seen since. Also, when a young girl disappears, even in 2006, it’s kind of a big thing. There is no guarantee that good original material will make for a good adaptation. We open with a man in a basement in the throes of a breakdown, watched by an expressionless young woman as he mutters desperately.
It was only afterwards that the downside struck: I’ll have months to wait before hearing, again, Nicholas Britell’s joyful and menacing theme music, arguably the song of the summer. By the third episode, a truly novel, exceptionally inspired, twist on the concept of “undercover identity” will emerge. In style.
Largely by-the-book stuff, although Ed Balls, Cherry Healey and Ade Adepitan are enthusiastic hosts, balancing facts with current realities. Paul Howlett, Bringing your own travel cup to Costa will not, sadly, save the planet: hitting the vital target of net-zero carbon emissions in the UK by 2050 will require substantial changes in our daily lives. But if we judge the first episode, as is probably fairest, as that of a police murder-mystery series, it is a sophisticated and slickly satisfying operation. Here’s what to watch this evening, Ammar Kalia, This first season takes on the first two books of French’s sextet, each focusing on a detective’s increasingly fraught link to a gruesome crime. Personal quibbles apart, it’s still a winner.
The Debate Channel 5 Dublin Murders fell into a few traps, but rolled away from all of them, bloodily nicked but unbowed, to rise tall above ditches, below that grey perma-sky, and shine.
By dint of humour, heft and that old-fashioned Scottish dichotomy of blending artsy creativity with hard-boned financial viciousness, he has made Roy his own, and made us root for, care about, a family which, in usual circumstances, I wouldn’t stop in the rain to scrape off my boot.
International Football: Ukraine v Portugal 7.40pm, Sky Sports Premier League. No, it was the guests who were the problem: Michael Howard, who tellingly spoke of the “1916 referendum”?