I'm thinking that last sentence is missing the word "even", Shirley? Look forward to getting into it.

He digs swimming pools.

Don't try and find holes in the Reacher story, there are none.

NONE

He digs swimming pools.

Don't try and find holes in the Reacher story, there are none.

NONE

Reacher digs the pools by hand.

His hands are canonically the size of turkeys!

Was in need of something easy.

Finished S2 of Reacher. It wasn't anywhere near as good as the first season. Just didn't have the same sense of fun. The lack of humour and the continual straight up executions combined to make it all feel a bit off.

It wasn't really there for me, either. So much expositional dialogue that I could feel brain cells dying.

Damn your eyes. The bbc show ghosts is fantastic. The right level of funny and sad.
What a good ending. Made my eyes water.

Damn your eyes. The bbc show ghosts is fantastic. The right level of funny and sad.
What a good ending. Made my eyes water.

I didn't like it

I was a little underwhelmed. It was fine but not a superb ending.

I enjoyed the very very end, but there was too much focus on the mother in law, a hitherto non-existent character, and not enough on the main characters, especially the ghosts.

Finished S2 of Reacher. It wasn't anywhere near as good as the first season. Just didn't have the same sense of fun. The lack of humour and the continual straight up executions combined to make it all feel a bit off.

No sense of place.

Unmemorable enemy/ies

Forced reacher team bonhomie

Bollocks plot.

A shame, but I feel like they will learn lessons for the next one.

'The Space Shuttle That Fell to Earth.' Three part documentary on the BBC.

The best bit in the entire series, was when one of Robert Patrick's goons said something about them checking in to a hotel under assumed names:

Slightly off-topic as it was on stage rather than the box (but downloadable on whatever Channel 4 call their streaming service this week), but I went to Milton Keynes yesterday to see the Drop the Dead Donkey revival, starring the majority of the original cast.

All seemed to fit easily back into their roles, with audience cheers as each character entered and not too exposition-heavy. The interplay between Damian and Dave was sharp as ever, Gus is still the worst TV boss, Sally remains a fragile monster after all these years (yet surprisingly the least visibly aged), and Joy's sadism continued to steal the show.

I was relieved that it wasn't a lazy nostalgic cashgrab, with genuine care taken in moving the characters on and hitting some emotional beats. Like the cathode-ray original, the laughs were a bit uneven but it definitely had some big ones and those lines that failed didn't linger. Of course, topical lines were inserted throughout, some going for the obvious, some not.

It did run out of steam by the end and wrapped up quickly, but nobody was really invested in the plot. As with the Marx Brothers' Night in Casablanca, seeing them all together again was enough.

An enjoyable night out if it's touring near you.

Meet the Roman Emperor with Mary Beard with Mary Beard.

Snippets of Roman life given in her usual entertaining and slightly-filthy way, but really needed to be a much longer programme or a full series to do each topic justice.

The Responder. Martin Freeman as a Liverpudlian cop on permanent nights, dealing with the dregs of society and suffering with his mental health as a result.

Martin's very good in the role, unfortunately, as I found the whole thing utterly depressing so I abandoned it after ep1.

Kin

Outnumbered and outgunned - a Dublin crime family face a seemingly impossible gangland war. Will bonds of blood win out?


Emmett J. Scanlan and Aidan Gillen in starring roles as nasty pieces of work. Managed about two episodes before I couldn't take any more of it.


Blue Lights

For three police recruits in Belfast, the pressure is immense. Facing criminal gangs and divided communities, they don't know who to trust. The odds are, they won't all make it.

You guessed it, I gave up after ep1.

There's a pattern emerging here.

What is it with the beeb, churning out these tense and depressing dramas? Or is it that I'm less tolerant of these types of programmes as I get older. Probably the latter.