CHRISTOPHER STEVENS Reviews From Last Night’s TV: Vintage Thriller? No, it is more like a bottle of splash!
Greta Thunberg: A Year to Change the World
Statistics show that we drink 20 percent more at home in lockdown, which meant that we washed back half a billion liters of extra drink last year.
I think I’ve figured out where it’s all going. Tense middle-class characters in psychological TV thrillers gobble everything up.
Every moment of melodrama in last week’s crazy C5 extravaganza, Intruder, saw an actor empty a giant glass full of vino.
Too close (ITV) is television of the same vintage. If this three-part drama were a wine it would be a £ 2.99 bottle with a whiff of meths – the kind you could get as a raffle prize at the prom.
If the three-part drama Too Close were a wine it would be a £ 2.99 bottle with a whiff of meths
Emily Watson is Emma, a gloomy psychiatrist who wipes out her stressful job by throwing loads of cheap wine on the shelf.
She analyzes a potential child killer called the Yummy Mummy Monster, played by Denise Gough. YMM appears to be modeled after Anthony Hopkins as Hannibal Lecter in The Silence Of The Lambs. Every comment she makes is barbed and makes its way under Emma’s skin.
With one look at Emma’s sensible shoes, YMM modifies her marriage to Si, the “nice but bland hubby … it’s all such a sham, isn’t it?” she mocked.
Convinced that her patient can read her every emotion, Emma breaks down. Before seducing Si in the kitchen – no mean feat, considering the dude wears his braces all the time – she needs half a bottle down the neck.
But that was practically abstinence, compared to the way she hit it back at a dinner party. A huge glass of red went down like a garden of beer.
The next day, the hangover caught up with Emma during an interrogation. While being doubled over, the YMM tried on her coat, ran through her phone, and stole her lighter.
All of this takes place in a supposedly secured mental institution, while the patient, Connie, is awaiting trial for attempted murder. She drove off a bridge into a river with her daughter and a neighbor in the car.
Despite this, we are expected to have some sympathy with Connie. She suffered a breakdown as a result of the pressure of parenting and being married to a useless IV.
It’s all painfully good, of course, in a north London suburb where neighbors share joints and paint each other’s faces on picnics. I expect to keep looking, but it requires another trip to the liquor store.
Documentary Greta Thunberg: A Year To Change The World Didn’t Provide Solutions To Climate Change, But It Reminded Us That This Elf-Like Protester Is Still A Child
The pressure of parenthood weighed heavily on Svante Thunberg, whose teenage daughter Greta decided she would change the world. All teens go through this phase. The difference with Greta was that the world replied, “Right, we’re planning some international conferences and meetings with prime ministers.”
She relented, in Greta Thunberg: A Year to Change the World (BBC1) that she was not expecting this. “For reasons I don’t understand, people listen when I talk,” she said.
As she prepared for a speech to climate scientists and politicians in Canada, she asked her father if he ever wanted her to do something simpler like ballet. “Yes,” he sighed. “I do I do.” And then, with real emphasis, he added, “I do.”
The documentary did not provide solutions to climate change, but it did remind us that this elfin protester is still a child.
Because she is sincere and articulate, the eco movement has adopted her as its figurehead. But she’s still just a teenager with a conscience, and I don’t blame her dad for being so concerned.