Based on a novel by Denise Mina, a belated showing of this Scottish production, and in the late slot post-ten o’clock news. The nine o’clock crowd would presumably be outraged at the depiction of early-80s Glasgow in all its sexist, racist and generally un-pc glory. Sort of ‘Life on Mars’ north of the border, with added bite. Direct references to her weight and her sex life glance off young Paddy Meehan like everyday banter rather than have her calling for a tribunal. Not, we must make clear, that Jayd Johnson, playing Paddy, is in the least overweight. No, she is fat only in the televisual sense, i.e. not at all and you pick up that she’s meant to be only by characters making constant reference to it. Ms Johnson is likeable and ably supported by the likes of Peter Capaldi, David Morrissey, Bronagh Gallagher (loved her at the RC last week) and Jonas Armstrong.
The plot so far is simple: Paddy’s young cousin is suspected of killing a toddler, in a case redolent of James Bulger. Paddy recognises the suspect and confides in a journalist colleague, who then writes up the story, thereby rendering Paddy persona non grata among her own family. Here is the only TWNH, since they don’t ask Paddy to explain, nor give her a chance to. To clear her name, as well as her cousin’s, and also to establish herself as a journalist rather than ‘copy boy’, she sets out to find the real killer, using the name of her perfidious colleague.
So far, so good. Interesting soundtrack avoiding the obvious 80s tracks, and a real feel of a dingy, post-industrial but pre-make-over Glasgow. We're hoping for a decent conclusion next week, with a bit more of the supporting cast, please!
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