Oh boy, I didn’t expect at the end of last year, even with the long holidays we enjoyed here, to be watching so much TV or, I should say, TV drama series, as we have. And, let me tell you, the binge watching has continued apace without so much as us missing a step.
The latest series to capture our attention was THE TUNNEL, centred on (yes, you guessed it) the Euro tunnel. The series features both Brit and French actors and gripping storylines that had us hooked from the first episode—one where a severed body is found in an access tunnel of the Tunnel, right on the demarkation line (that delineates English soil, and French.) However, the top part of the body, on the French side, is that of a French diplomat, while the lower extremity, on the English side, is that of a well-known prostitute.
Do I have your attention?
It certainly had ours. And, as a result, we’ve whizzed, and I mean, absolutely whizzed our way through both season 1 and 2 these last few weeks! And while season 1 focused in on the bizarre murder in the access tunnel, season 2, featuring the same cast, centred on a whole new premise with a terrorist team downing a commuter jet in the channel. Heart pounding stuff, believe me!
We also discovered there’s already a season 3 out and available. So if you’re wondering why I haven’t posted any book reviews lately, know you know why.
FYI: weird fact — the actress, Clémence Poésy, who plays Captain (later Commandant) Elise Wassermann in The Tunnel, also played Fleur Delacour in the Harry Potter movie, The Goblet of Fire.
First we binge-watched the chilling CHERNOBYL, and fought the urge to hide behind the couch cushions as the slo-mo horror of what happened, unfolded in grisly detail.
Then we decided to counterbalance the chills with something (we hoped) would be fun and frivolous, VERSAILLES. And immersed ourselves in the politics and intrigue of Louis XIV court where grown men had better hair and clothes than the woman. Oh my, talk about the French giving their all … I’m sure this one with it’s full-frontal nudity will be severely edited for American viewers. This was such a delicious first outing, we cannot wait for season 2.
Before we started suffering withdrawal, we leapt into something completely different, going from historical drama to, well, Steven Moffat’s modern take on Robert Louis Stevenson’s, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, simply titled JEKYLL. A fantastical reimagining if ever there was one and, if you haven’t seen this one already, may I humble suggest you grab yourself a copy of the 6-part mini series, and frighten yourself into insomnia!
We will watch the last episode tonight. Wish us luck, I think we might need it.
There is something to be said about being able to binge-watch a TV series, without interruption or annoying adverts. Unless, of course, you count pausing to pee, eat, and sleep. These past few days has seen us blister our way through HBO’s absolutely chilling CHERNOBYL, which was at once both terrifying in its accurate portrayal of events, as it was compelling in an utterly bleak way.
Neither of us could look away, neither of us wanted to miss a minute, and yet, this is no lighthearted entertainment. It’s brutally honest where it needs to be, offering a number of POVs in which to tell both the human side of this terrible disaster, and the factual side of how events unfolded.
The round up at the end of this heart-wrenching series gives further insight into the character choices, as in Emily Watson’s character of, Ulana Khomyuk, who represented all the scientists involved, and Jared Harris playing Valery Legasov, the professor, brought in to aid cleanup efforts. And Stellan Skarsgard as Boris Shcherbina, the Council of Minsters’ deputy chairman.
All were outstanding performances, in what is, for me at least, some of the most gripping and engrossing fictional drama I’ve watched in a long, long time.