Maybe it's budget cutbacks, or the shortening days, or maybe we're just getting old(er) but the schedules seem suddenly tired. The shows that looked vaguely interesting aren't delivering in subsequent episodes:
The Body Farm - from the ridiculous to the slightly less ridiculous. The characters haven't the flashpoint chemistry of the 'parent' Waking the Dead and Keith Allen is frankly bizarre casting. He'll be turning up as a nice gentle hero next. And why did the woman exit her own vehicle and walk home rather than turfing out her prisoner sister?
DCI Banks - bright policewoman is stupid enough to start an affair with an expert witness... who then turns out to be *Tah Dah!* the killer. The only other possibility for the seasoned viewer was that he'd die. Plus, suspect says he followed the victim into the alley because he wanted to see who she was dating, then in next breath says he'd seen her kissing her boyfriend the previous week.
Spooks - one big, fun TWNH.
Downton Abbey - see above. Mr Fellowes is very defensive about anachronisms, but his toffs are extraordinarily fond of breaking the house rules and slumming below stairs, while his lower orders don't bat an eyelid about airing their opinions to the toffs. It remains glorious froth in glamorous frocks while, as David Hare said of an Oscar-winning Bertolucci film, nobody says a single interesting thing from start to finish.
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