There’s no escape this week. None whatsoever. And if you’ve followed The Returned this far, chances are you’re stuck too, just like us – unable to leave this show until you get to the bottom of what’s going on. Well, get comfy friends, because if writer Fabrice Gobert gets his wish we’re probably going to be here a couple of years yet.
Although this episode ostensibly concerns the hunt for Twitter-savvy, scumbag-executing vigilante Callum Marwood, it’s also about the enduring bond between DCI Luther (Idris Elba) and DS Ripley (Warren Brown).
Skins fans who are expecting a Cassie episode of daydreaming, drugs and quirkiness could spend the entire hour waiting for a “wow!” or to hear some reference of Sid, but neither transpire. 2013’s Cassie is something of a surprise, and the drastic development of the character will certainly divide fans.
Fans of French drama will be aware that there’s not been a great deal of sex in The Returned – far less than in your usual Gallic goings on – but that’s changed this week.
‘The Festival of Death’ is a highly ambitious tale for the Fourth Doctor and represents Tom Baker’s take on the Time Lord for BBC Books’ 50th Anniversary Collection.
Defiance’s feature-length opening episode starts promisingly. It looks great. The money is on screen and put to good storytelling use. The CG from here-on in is variable in quality though.
Medieval zombie flicks, eh? Other than the obvious (Ash fighting against the Army of Darkness in Sam Raimi’s trilogy finale), most would be hard-pressed to name anything like a good example.
It’s been a long time coming, but it’s with no little expectation that the third part of Edgar Wright, Simon Pegg and Nick Frost’s thematic-trilogy of genre-bending comedy films arrives in cinemas. Having already skewered zombie films and action films, with a healthy dash of romances and bromances, now they turn their attention to science-fiction with The World’s End.
Stick the word ‘American’ in the title of your play, and you’re invoking some pretty big spirits, whether it be the deeply buried but suddenly dislodged secrets of well-meaning families in an Arthur Miller, or the suffocating summers and memory plays of a Tennessee Williams.
It’s manna from heaven for fans of John Luther’s coat in this episode (surely the greatest villain we’ve yet to meet in the show is a killer with a fetish for grey tweed outerwear) as a search of his house by anti-corruption cops Stark and Gray reveals not just one but a whole rack of them.