......There's quite a bit of it about at the moment. Sarah Jane Adventures. Strictly. Flash Forward. Wossy. The one that has really grabbed me by the throat and won't let go (as, to be fair, it does every year) is Spooks. A show that used to be all about the pace and the suspense and the frying tonight possibilities, which then became all about Rupert Penry Gorgeous is now most definitely all about Harry's sad yearning eyes. Which are sad. And yearning. In equal (impressive) measure. Harry knows where the bodies are buried (and, as it turns out, the uranium. But clearly not the gas). But he doesn't know how to tell Ruth he loooooooooooooves her. And women of a certain age all over the country just melt.
The thing about UST though is it does have to be resolved at some point within the window or it just becomes annoying. Look at Lost. Look at Sports Night. Look at Studio 60. Obviously The West Wing has one counter example in Josh and Donna but one example of how it can all go tits up if not handled properly in Toby and CJ. Let's hope that the writers of Spooks want Harry and Ruth to get some happiness before one of them (Ruth, inevitably) gets eviscerated. Or similar. I'm sure they will be as inventive as always.
Thank you
3 months ago

No comments:
Post a Comment