I say, dash it all it's Bones in the UK
We just watched the two-parter season opener of Bones. Set in the UK. Oh yes, you know what that means.
Not any UK, of course, but that very specific one populated by red telephone boxes, London monuments, double-decker buses, Dukes, "Gentlemen", Butlers and 'Scotland Yard' detectives. Janet successfully predicted that it would be all tied up with royalty before it even started.
Two of the young characters are named Cyril and Vera. Cyril's favourite food is Eels. Every scene takes place in a stately home of some sort, except the ones with Michael Brandon as an American ex-pat which take place in a gleaming skyscraper. Every single actor, even the British ones, and regardless of their character's background, have that particular "I shall do my utmost to accommodate you, detective" cut-glass accent that only exists in US dramas. Except the rough salt-of-the earth types who all sound like Dick Van Doike. Beer is served in pint glasses with handles, all the cars are boxy and twenty years old, and everyone is terribly concerned about class. At one point someone said "discombobulated" like it was an authentic bit of English slang. It was like watching Three Men and a Little Lady.
If you're actually British it all adds up to a fantastic drinking game.
I shouldn't mind really. For an alleged drama, Bones has a sit-com approach to characterisation. Even its forensics team talk in ridiculously formal, technical ways for no good reason. People suddenly become really dense or really perceptive as the plot or comedy punchline dictate. It's a dumb, amiable show. Being set in the UK just makes it grate that little bit more than normal. :-)
Not any UK, of course, but that very specific one populated by red telephone boxes, London monuments, double-decker buses, Dukes, "Gentlemen", Butlers and 'Scotland Yard' detectives. Janet successfully predicted that it would be all tied up with royalty before it even started.
Two of the young characters are named Cyril and Vera. Cyril's favourite food is Eels. Every scene takes place in a stately home of some sort, except the ones with Michael Brandon as an American ex-pat which take place in a gleaming skyscraper. Every single actor, even the British ones, and regardless of their character's background, have that particular "I shall do my utmost to accommodate you, detective" cut-glass accent that only exists in US dramas. Except the rough salt-of-the earth types who all sound like Dick Van Doike. Beer is served in pint glasses with handles, all the cars are boxy and twenty years old, and everyone is terribly concerned about class. At one point someone said "discombobulated" like it was an authentic bit of English slang. It was like watching Three Men and a Little Lady.
If you're actually British it all adds up to a fantastic drinking game.
I shouldn't mind really. For an alleged drama, Bones has a sit-com approach to characterisation. Even its forensics team talk in ridiculously formal, technical ways for no good reason. People suddenly become really dense or really perceptive as the plot or comedy punchline dictate. It's a dumb, amiable show. Being set in the UK just makes it grate that little bit more than normal. :-)