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Autumn’s drawing its brittle fingers around us, so you know what that means: it’s time to enjoy a bowl of soup, a blast of central heating, and for a sumptuously knitted BBC Two Slanket of period drama to be thrown over us.
BBC One’s new four-part whodunit, What Remains, continues next weekend, starring David Threlfall in his first role since Frank Gallagher in Shameless.
There isn’t a lot that needs to be said about the soundtrack to BBC One’s The Paradise, it’s that good. So good, that it is probably the finest album of TV music you’ll be able to buy this year.
“What remains!”, you might have exclaimed enthusiastically as you saw the desiccated corpse of Melissa Young stowed away in the attic.
We get used to waiting as Doctor Who fans, don’t we? This past year especially has tried the collective patience of millions of us, as we’ve waited for the news of the new: new episodes, new specials, new Doctors. And also – almost as exciting – a new soundtrack. So, has the wait for 2 … >
The Stuff of Nightmares starts with a bang. Quite literally. The latest in a spate of bombings to hit London narrowly misses Doctor Watson and throws the reader like a rag doll into James Lovegrove’s adventure.
There comes a point while reading Apocalypse Now Now – and it’s roughly the halfway point – when you’re presented with a scene of such graphic and perverted gruesomeness that you actually feel you brain trying to shut down in order to save itself from having to picture what’s on the page.
You might expect a Mad Men soundtrack to be a collection of martini-smooth but mundane notes – something you can put on and forget about when you run out of Harry Belafonte vinyls but still require a musical backdrop to smoke and romance a dame to in your Manhattan bachelor pad. But Mad Men: On the Rocks turns out to be anything but ’60s make-out noise.
The Hour. A show praised as much for its ability to make operating a typewriter while smoking and wearing houndstooth look cool as for the talent of the actors who were actually doing it. But what of its music?