Sixteen months on from the last non-Xmas episode of Doctor Who, the two grumpy middle-aged Scotchmen in charge return for their swan-song. A third one – Ricky Young – is just pleased there’s no other songs involved, especially ‘River’ ones, in season-opener ‘The Pilot’.
With a 12 new episodes of Spiral being filmed in Paris at the moment, Europe’s Best Website reminds you that it was there at the beginning with Ricky Young’s 2013 billet doux to Paris’ finest
Reasons why the French remake of Star Wars failed #1. The trash compactor scene.
BBC Four Scando-drama just doesn’t do it for me.
A shocking notion to many – what, you don’t like to spend your Saturday nights watching thick blocks of oft-rudimentary police procedural drenched in existential gloom as if that’s interesting in and of itself? Well, no. Put it this way, if noted idiot Emma Kennedy can write a cash-in book about something, then I want no part of it.
The overseas drama that kicked off the trend for exotic coppers doing exotic police-work is back for a fourth series this Saturday, however, and I couldn’t be more pleased. It’s dirty, it’s brutal, it’s sexy and it’s French. The BBC calls it Spiral, but everyone else, including Europe’s Best Website, calls it Engrenages. So let’s pull up a chair, sit on that chair, realise that chair is in the interrogation room of a dingy Parisian police station, and let’s get punched repeatedly in the face by an angry foreign policeman.
Ricky Young looks at Paul Schrader’s latest offering, and tries not to get skeeved out as he does so.
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Ricky Young looks at a wonderful slice of not-very-much, driven entirely by the charisma of its two leads.
Ricky Young goes daaahn ter Margate.
So that was Season 9 of Doctor Who, then. Ricky Young punches a diamond wall in the face, and wonders if the shredded knuckles were worth it.
James Bond is BACK!, to the sound of ringing box-office tills everywhere. Ricky Young ponders the latest from the franchise that refuses to hang up its Walther and do the decent thing.
Ricky Young wades deep into the subgenre known only as Big Liam Films, and tries to avoid a damn good punching to the face as he does so.