This evening we’ve gone for some retro viewing. Eighties TV genius, a program that I’ve always considered to be the greatest piece of work ever made for television.
It was shown here in my first year at University; for R. in her last year of school. We both remember it with the same regard – it was like nothing we’d seen before.
The late lamented but magnificent Bob Peck and his bug-eyed intensity; the score by Clapton & Kamen, the apparent ingénue Joanne Whalley before she met that beastly American Kilmer boy. The whiff of conspiracy. A pistol and a geiger counter. And we’ve only just finished episode one. It gets better.