State of Play (Paul Abbott, 2003)
God, I must be really stupid. It is impossibly irritating sitting through a really tense drama and not understanding whatever it is that's making the leads so bloody wound up. It doesn't help my self-esteem any, either. The first four or so episodes were really good and gripping, but I watched the sixth (and last) episode just now and sat stupefied with confusion throughout. I clearly have issues with final episodes; this may or may not be relevant here.
And I'm still confused as regards that teenage drug dealer's involvement. Clearly I need to re-watch. I am lazy. I also don't know if I can take all the tense-nosity again (why yes, I did just use that revolting non-word) or all the increasingly wobbly camera shots which, sure, were effective but made me feel vaguely ill. I'm cheating now and scouring the internet so that I can find somebody was sufficiently intelligent (i.e. more than me) to explain it all to me.
On a completely different note, I am a bit surprised at Nighy's winning the Best Actor BAFTA for his role - certainly he was good, he wouldn't be Bill Nighy if he wasn't, but he had comparatively little screen time, and I feel that perhaps Simm, Morrissey or MacDonald were more deserving. But the acting was consistently brilliant, totally excellent. Yes, I was slightly amused at where I knew the actors from. I love the way they keep returning to work with one another, not quite sure why. I may also have laughed at Eighties/Noughties Gene, but ssh. That's beside the point. And an unashamed 'YAY' for Kelly MacDonald and Amelia Bullmore, just because. (I've only just watched 'Trainspotting')
Verdict: I can still see Canning in front of that oil truck. I may not have understood exactly (okay, at all) what was going on, but it still made for powerful viewing all the same. Worth watching so long as you are completely focused (and aren't attempting to do killer sudoku at the same time - that there is my only excuse for my rubbish-ness).
Yeah, me too.
And I'm still confused as regards that teenage drug dealer's involvement. Clearly I need to re-watch. I am lazy. I also don't know if I can take all the tense-nosity again (why yes, I did just use that revolting non-word) or all the increasingly wobbly camera shots which, sure, were effective but made me feel vaguely ill. I'm cheating now and scouring the internet so that I can find somebody was sufficiently intelligent (i.e. more than me) to explain it all to me.
On a completely different note, I am a bit surprised at Nighy's winning the Best Actor BAFTA for his role - certainly he was good, he wouldn't be Bill Nighy if he wasn't, but he had comparatively little screen time, and I feel that perhaps Simm, Morrissey or MacDonald were more deserving. But the acting was consistently brilliant, totally excellent. Yes, I was slightly amused at where I knew the actors from. I love the way they keep returning to work with one another, not quite sure why. I may also have laughed at Eighties/Noughties Gene, but ssh. That's beside the point. And an unashamed 'YAY' for Kelly MacDonald and Amelia Bullmore, just because. (I've only just watched 'Trainspotting')
Verdict: I can still see Canning in front of that oil truck. I may not have understood exactly (okay, at all) what was going on, but it still made for powerful viewing all the same. Worth watching so long as you are completely focused (and aren't attempting to do killer sudoku at the same time - that there is my only excuse for my rubbish-ness).
Yeah, me too.