Pass the remote to Muddy’s newly anointed TV columnist Kerry Potter, for whom getting square eyes is but part of her job description. What a trooper! Over to you, Kerry.
Once upon a time, I wouldn’t admit to spending my evenings prone on the sofa, remote to hand, watching hour after hour of TV. Reading a book, going to the cinema, attending a gig – these were all admirable cultural pursuits. Slobbing in front of the gogglebox? Hmmm, less so.
But how things have changed. We are living in a golden age of TV, which I would argue started with insanely good US dramas The Sopranos, The West Wing and The Wire in the early Noughties and just got better from thereonin. We happily brag about our boxset binges. A-list actors now choose Netflix over Hollywood. This year both Cannes and Sundance London festivals are rolling out the red carpet for TV show premieres alongside the usual movies. And while we don’t have a watercooler here at Muddy HQ, we do regularly swap small screen recommendations while clustered around the, um, kitchen tap.
So with this in mind, welcome to my first Muddy TV column. I’ll be writing about the shows I think you’ll love and passing on hot tips of imminent audio-visual excellence. Starting with …
Feel the Love
Have you discovered Love on Netflix yet? I’d wager not – it’s one of those mystifying shows that’s absolutely brilliant but that no one else seems to have heard of. It’s an LA-set romantic comedy/drama, with two series you can dive into. If you’re a fan of cute, quirky indie rom-coms such as 100 Days Of Summer and Garden State I reckon you’ll love Love. It covers similar ground to Lena Dunham’s Girls (ie millennials moaning about stuff) but it’s a million times less annoying. It’s a simple ‘opposites attract’ premise: grungy bad girl addict Mickey (Gillian Jacobs) meets charming dorky teacher Gus (brilliant comedian Paul Rust) and somehow, despite her being the most high maintenance human who ever lived, they eventually get it together. The dialogue zings along hilariously, there’s lashings of sex, drugs and rock’n’roll and sunny Los Angeles looks glorious. It’s a testament to how well-fleshed out and believable Mickey and Gus are that I – sniff! – miss them now we’re finished. Hey guys! Come back soon!
If you found Line Of Duty rather anxiety-inducing for Sunday night viewing (arm amputation, anyone?) you may be pleased to note the return of BBC One’s gentle period drama Poldark in June. Series three of the Cornish-set adaptation of Winston Graham’s novels picks up in 1794, with trouble ahead for naughty-but-nice Ross Poldark (sycthing sexpot Aidan Turner) – isn’t it always the case? Namely, his ex Elizabeth is pregnant but who’s the daddy? I recently interviewed pixie-ish newcomer Ellise Chappell, who plays Elizabeth’s cousin, Morwenna, an innocent, young nanny who arrives to look after Elizabeth’s eldest, Geoffrey Charles. She’s one of a host of new faces this series, she told me, with her character enjoying a turbulent love affair with fellow newbie, Demelza’s handsome brother, Drake (Aussie actor Harry Richardson). Cue endless sultry gazes on beautifully windswept Cornish beaches.
Twin Peaks fans – a happy moment approaches
And finally, Twin Peaks is back, twenty five years after the last series (hands up who feels old?). The first new episode of the spooky, impenetrable, small-town murder mystery is at 2am (an anti-social hour because it’s a simulcast with the States) on Sky Atlantic on 22 May, repeated at 9pm that evening. Director David Lynch is back, as is Kyle MacLachlan as Agent Dale Cooper (looking strangely un-aged) and also – be still my beating heart! – the unfortunate Laura Palmer’s high school boyfriend, Bobby Briggs (Dana Ashbrook).
How about you, have you seen anything good recently? Spill the beans in the comment box below!