Sunday, 23 April 2017

"Harry Brown" (2009): that rare thing - a classic right-wing British film

When a DVD of Harry Brown arrived in the post shortly before its release in 2009, I glanced briefly at the accompanying bumph...

Wednesday, 19 April 2017

Broadchurch snatched defeat from the jaws of victory, but Line of Duty, Prime Suspect, Decline & Fall and Car Share hit the spot

Julie Hesmondhalgh
I almost gave the third series of ITV's Dorset-set Broadchurch a miss because the second series was an absolute dud, featuring the least convincing courtroom scenes in the history of television, ridiculous procedural mistakes, and poor old Charlotte Rampling utterly unconvincing as a spectacularly inept prosecutor. Oh dear, it was awful. But the first two episodes of Series 3 were really rather good, with Olivia Colman and David Tennant back on form, and Julie Hesmondhalgh giving a really outstanding performance as rape victim, Trish Winterman. Again, there was absolutely no sense of place, the police didn't behave like police officers, and the supposed police station was as unconvincing as that eerily uninhabited forensics lab in Silent Witness. But the plot was moving along nicely, and there was a sense of energy about the enterprise. Then the cracks started appearing...

The Dumbest Tweet of the 2017 election campaign is over before it started - step forward, Labour MP Chuka Umunna

Poor old Chuka's in a right tizz. I think he may need someone to put a blanket over his shoulders, make him a nice cup of tea, and sit with him for a bit. In case you've forgotten the chap, Chuka Umunna was Labour's future once - for all of 30 seconds - before doing a volte-face and declaring that he wouldn't be a candidate in the Labour leadership contest. Presumably he and his other Blairite chums have been busy plotting ways to defenestrate poor old Steptoe and replace him with one of their own in time for the 2020 general election - only for Theresa May to pull the rug out from under them by bringing it forward by three years. And the Blairites just aren't ready. Sickening, I imagine. The Labour Party's resident nightclubbin' metropolitan lounge lizard vented his spleen on Twitter this morning...