mcshane365
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As I sat watching the first episode of this abysmal offering I said several times loudly to my spouse "we'll persevere to the end but we'll never be watching this again, right?" to which the resounding answer was: "hell no". We kept checking how much longer it had to go with huge sighs when it still had a long way to the end.
The whole time this was on I was thinking of Lovejoy when Phyllis Logan had such sparkle & our beloved Ian McShane was a scene stealer. Ian went on to do more of the same, Phyllis, God love her was great in Downton Abbey & then one has to ask what on earth happened?
This badly written, horribly acted show may, just barely appeal to the Hallmark crowd in the U. S. on a dismal Sunday afternoon where folk have no idea what Britain is really like & are still feasting on unrealistic stereotypes. I actually thought this was set in the 1940s at first the accents, relationships & scenery were so dated. The film quality is very stagey as is the wooden acting (I hesitate to call this acting but I suppose they were reciting lines so, hey-ho). For the record, to the American audience, the local mayor has no jurisdiction or input over the local police. Whoever wrote this tosh needs to do some homework as this is pretty basic stuff.
The ending was only just bearable with the only decent actor being the villain. Too bad he won't be returning as he'll presumably be in jail.
For those who enjoyed Murder She Wrote, I suggest you just stick to the re-runs & give this awfulness a miss.
The whole time this was on I was thinking of Lovejoy when Phyllis Logan had such sparkle & our beloved Ian McShane was a scene stealer. Ian went on to do more of the same, Phyllis, God love her was great in Downton Abbey & then one has to ask what on earth happened?
This badly written, horribly acted show may, just barely appeal to the Hallmark crowd in the U. S. on a dismal Sunday afternoon where folk have no idea what Britain is really like & are still feasting on unrealistic stereotypes. I actually thought this was set in the 1940s at first the accents, relationships & scenery were so dated. The film quality is very stagey as is the wooden acting (I hesitate to call this acting but I suppose they were reciting lines so, hey-ho). For the record, to the American audience, the local mayor has no jurisdiction or input over the local police. Whoever wrote this tosh needs to do some homework as this is pretty basic stuff.
The ending was only just bearable with the only decent actor being the villain. Too bad he won't be returning as he'll presumably be in jail.
For those who enjoyed Murder She Wrote, I suggest you just stick to the re-runs & give this awfulness a miss.
A lot of other reviewers are shaking off the glowing reports by the critics who think they have to love this offering because many of the original actors are back, we've waited so long for season 2, and the diversity hacks are at it again. Well I'm not impressed.
The writing has taken a dive, it reads like a poor high school dramatic offering. We have to be told by Cardinal Wolsey that Cromwell's being called a dog was because he's a butcher's dog - you know like wot because you're my dog & me old dad were a butcher. Honestly they should have included subtitles for the thickest of us. It was insulting.
There was a fair bit of out of character stuff going on. Cromwell, an extremely cautious man who kept his secrets & motions skilfully to himself apparently gets drunk with a table full of known tell tales & lets out a story that could easily have him executed for treason! And he doesn't seem to care about it when he's told just that by the same men. This was a total contradiction of the real man's character at a point in time when his enemies were growing & his position was extremely vulnerable, dependent entirely on the support of the capricious Henry.
I just can't be doing with the maiming of history by including black actors who should be ashamed of themselves cosplaying white people. Utterly degrading.
You may be under the impression that I was less than impressed. The book is worth reading. If you don't want your memory of the stellar first season utterly destroyed - avoid this travesty like the plague.
The writing has taken a dive, it reads like a poor high school dramatic offering. We have to be told by Cardinal Wolsey that Cromwell's being called a dog was because he's a butcher's dog - you know like wot because you're my dog & me old dad were a butcher. Honestly they should have included subtitles for the thickest of us. It was insulting.
There was a fair bit of out of character stuff going on. Cromwell, an extremely cautious man who kept his secrets & motions skilfully to himself apparently gets drunk with a table full of known tell tales & lets out a story that could easily have him executed for treason! And he doesn't seem to care about it when he's told just that by the same men. This was a total contradiction of the real man's character at a point in time when his enemies were growing & his position was extremely vulnerable, dependent entirely on the support of the capricious Henry.
I just can't be doing with the maiming of history by including black actors who should be ashamed of themselves cosplaying white people. Utterly degrading.
You may be under the impression that I was less than impressed. The book is worth reading. If you don't want your memory of the stellar first season utterly destroyed - avoid this travesty like the plague.
