Tommy Shelby is dead! No, no, not the one that looks like a skull stuffed into a gym sock. The goaty one. The ceremonial sacrificing of the four-legged ‘Tommy Shelby’ for Passover (seems to come earlier every year, dunnit?) is the red flag to signal a full-blown revolution against the Shelby clan’s power; a swift … >

An aura of doom hangs over Episode 4 of Peaky Blinders. Or rather, over the characters in it. As a one hour-sized middle finger to your peaceful Thursday night, this show is in rude health. It’s rare that drama can so successfully crash into your living room and tell you to fuck off without courting … >

Testosterone wafts off Peaky Blinders like moisture evaporating off a stallion’s flanks on a frosty November morning. And that’s about as poetic as you can be talking about this show, especially this week. The horse theme might gallop through the entire episode, but so too does an over-reliance on violence and profanity. None of it … >

Let’s talk about sound design. Hey where are you- no no, please stay, it’ll be interesting, I promise. We take good sound design for granted. TV practically expects us to: awards for it are always briskly packed away in the ‘Earlier in tonight’s show…’ montages at the BAFTAs and Academy Awards. People only notice it … >

Watching the opener to Peaky Blinders’ second season is like swaggering back into your old home town. Just as the streets, the faces, and the noises of your old manor are all as vibrantly familiar and much more impressively dismal than you remembered, so there’s an identical sensation as you hear the ferric beat of … >