Following on from my last post, I investigated Pauline Delany's IMBD, and guess what? First, I unknowingly recorded her ep of Bergerac when it was on and then deleted it without watching it because I missed her on the cast list, whoops. /o\ However, then I noticed that she was also in The Mind of Mr. J. G. Reeder in 1969, which... is a thing I actually already own (because David Collings was an evil Bertie Wooster-type in it that one time), but I didn't feel impressed enough to watch the rest. So, guess what I watched this morning?
(It was that point that I discovered that 4 out of the 8 episodes of S1 were directed by Kim Mills! I just didn't know who he was this time last year.)
Hugh Burden's Mr. Reeder is so clever he needs a special newspaper cut out and pasted for him with the articles in Latin. (Or that incident where the props dept didn't realise they were dealing with Kim Mills who likes extreme close-ups, even of newspapers. Three times, just in case you missed the Latin either of the other times.)
Anyway, it was a more entertaining story this time, and Hugh Burden was still enjoyable in the role. (He's a mild mannered civil servant who can't help solving crimes, because he's cleverer than everybody else.)
In fact, unlike last time, when his crime solving skills didn't seem particularly impressive, this time they were to the point that I felt sorry for the villain of the piece. Joe Melia was probably being too likeable, I suppose.
Anyway, halfway through and still no sign of Pauline Delany, but I knew Kim Mills wouldn't not cast her in a reasonably decent role. I was beginning to wonder if there was some mistake, when...
Oh, look, evil!Mrs Mortimer again. 1920s edition this time. (She's only ever nice when she's Mrs Mortimer. She's always evil in some way in other things. *sigh*)
She's very fake: she fakes a fainting fit and a French accent.
And again with directors liking the same actors, because here's Virginia Stride who was also in "Don't Forget You're Mine" with Pauline Delany:
"Aren't you that woman who persecuted me and my husband for three years in 1960s Birmingham?"
"What, me? LOL, I am French and it's only the 1920s."
"Plus, I am rich, and I have a wonderful butler (he's so violent) and everything."
"Why don't you come to a party at my house? It's not a trap for your unlikely boyfriend, obv."
(It is a trap, of course.)
She really runs a dodgy illegal nightclub and her name's Mrs Felman, not Madame Lemaire and her fake accent is meant to be fake. (It cracks me up when people do that on old British TV, because... how could you tell that accent was fake, as opposed to all the other genuine-fake accents? Sometimes the fake fake accents are better, too.) Still, she gets off with a fine, whereas Reeder gets everyone else hefty prison sentences and a stabbing for poor Joe Melia, so she didn't do too badly, despite being villainous again.
Also the Drama channel has now picked up Bergerac so I will hope very much that they manage to get up to S4 and the episode with Alfred Burke that may have traumatised me as a child. (And don't worry - I can't screen cap things from my DVR so you're safe from any 1980s Jersey shenanigans.)
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