Proper police series, just like Happy Valley, though setting and storyline are quite different. The things that it has in common are good recognisable actors and the adrenaline kicks it provides you while watching it. Plus, as happens with Happy Valley: cliffhangers that make you long for more. Every episode.
The story is about a police force who are investigating the murder of an 11-year-old boy. Ellie Miller (played by Olivia Colman, who I’m sure I recognise from something, but even IMdB doesn’t help me here), who has just been on a leave, finds herself not in the job she thought was reserved for her. This has gone to Alec Hardy (played by David Tennant, a wellknown figure for Dr Who or Harry Potter fans) who knows how to make himself quite unpopular very soon.
I might be a bit biased, I happen to like to recognise actors whom I’ve seen before. Well, if they played well.
The mother of the boy, Beth Latimer is played by Jodie Whittaker, who I’d only seen in Venus where she plays a deeply bored teen, so this was quite something else, and so incredibly powerful! She doesn’t look old enough to have a boy that age, exactly what’s meant to happen.
Then there’s Jack Marshall, the man who sells newspapers. He is played by David Bradley, another Harry Potter figure who pops up in a very different persona. You truly feel sorry for what he goes through. You just wanna hug him, pour him a cuppa, tell ‘m it’s gonna be alright.
Further more, the story does get a bit of a slow vibe to it when it comes to Alec Hardy’s background. That keeps coming back in a way that does nothing but to slow down the story. Since it doesn’t give any hints at all -you simply see him get dizzy and nearly passing out- I wondered why it was necessary to put so many of those scenes in it. For minutes. It bores quite quickly, that stuff.
Also, there’s hints being given that in the end, you still don’t know what the person did with it. And there’s of course the spoiler alert that shows itself at one point. Without telling what that is, I did think to myself: ‘OK, now I know’. Too bad, that one. I am not a very intelligent woman, so I’m sure that if I noticed that hint, anybody else will.
Another thing about this series, that I’ve noticed in a different one too (The Missing, also on Netflix): journalists are bastards. Everyone knows this, but I seem to discover it every time again. They really have no conscience in any way whatsoever. If they can have their day in the paper, they will sell their soul if necessary. Even if it is just for a stupid shag. Yes, it really is that simple. It makes you hate Piers Morgan even more. Driving around in expensive cars, pretending he is there to protect children, while everyone still knows very well that it were his actions that actually did quite the opposite. Journalists in investigations could be ace, if they weren’t so keen on selling a story. Because to sell more papers, you are gonna have to twist the truth. The truth doesn’t sell. Gossip does.
Anyways, back to the series. It’s a proper watch. It will kick you up the balls at times, but to me, that is quite a good sign.