I've said this before somewhere, but still. Yes, TV is as great as it's ever been. I believe Hollywood's loss is TV's gain. I am of that number.
Line of Duty back soon; Billions, Catastrophe, Girls, The Affair, even this terrible series of The Walking Dead looks like it might finally explode back into life. The production values of the rubbish stuff is amazing - man, have you seen the kitchens in Big Little Lies? London in Stan Lee's ridunculous Lucky Man makes Coppola's Vietnam look like wattle and daub wallpaper scenery. I can't get enough of any of it. If I didn't have to, I'd barely leave the house...oh.
Of course, it helps to watch it all through a bottle of wine. I watched the first episode of The Replacement all the better for a cheeky bottle or so of Chilean Pinot Noir and it was flipping fabulous - I think the woman in the hat did something terrible. In a library. With a skylight. Maybe. I watched episode two stone cold sober and my, oh my, it was wretched. Trite, ugly, stupid. Hopeless. Third episode I topped up early. Fucking fantastic. One minute there was a baby on a windowsill, and then there wasn't. The mother kicked her way out of a car by hot-wiring the airbag. Possibly. They don't make them like that any more, I'm telling you.
But we do watch something sober most nights, and I have to say it's the best thing on TV, right now, in this golden age of marriage between TV and money.
M*A*S*H. I promise you, still the best.
Line of Duty back soon; Billions, Catastrophe, Girls, The Affair, even this terrible series of The Walking Dead looks like it might finally explode back into life. The production values of the rubbish stuff is amazing - man, have you seen the kitchens in Big Little Lies? London in Stan Lee's ridunculous Lucky Man makes Coppola's Vietnam look like wattle and daub wallpaper scenery. I can't get enough of any of it. If I didn't have to, I'd barely leave the house...oh.
Of course, it helps to watch it all through a bottle of wine. I watched the first episode of The Replacement all the better for a cheeky bottle or so of Chilean Pinot Noir and it was flipping fabulous - I think the woman in the hat did something terrible. In a library. With a skylight. Maybe. I watched episode two stone cold sober and my, oh my, it was wretched. Trite, ugly, stupid. Hopeless. Third episode I topped up early. Fucking fantastic. One minute there was a baby on a windowsill, and then there wasn't. The mother kicked her way out of a car by hot-wiring the airbag. Possibly. They don't make them like that any more, I'm telling you.
But we do watch something sober most nights, and I have to say it's the best thing on TV, right now, in this golden age of marriage between TV and money.
M*A*S*H. I promise you, still the best.
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