I know we’re talking about tonight’s episode, but hold on a mo and answer me the following… If I told you that next Saturday’s episode of Taboo features Tom Hollander’s Mr Cholmondely vigorously masturbating into a batch on gunpowder, and a backroom orgy during a cockfight, would you believe me? Yes? No? Maybe just one … >

Look, I’m not going to lie to you. I watch Taboo every week and, even at the halfway point, I still don’t have a handle on it. I’m not entirely sure what’s going on or where it’s all going, and the moment I think I do the show throws a curveball with psychic sex, orgasms … >

James Delaney is a man with a plan. A plan and a really great coat. Look at him, swooshing and swishing around Georgian London in it. Last week I incorrectly said it was Victorian London but – don’t let the GCSE fool you – I am an idiot. The brief presence of a heavily disguised … >

Taboo comes at you like its protagonist. It approaches forcefully and unrelenting, swathed in many shades of black; vague and yet intimidating, and with a purpose so odd and opaque that it renders your opinion of it insignificant. Taboo, like its anti-hero James Delaney (Tom Hardy) just exists. And you either have to deal with … >