You have to believe me on this, but I was flicking around the other night and I caught the last five minutes of Murder in Paradise. I really did just catch the end, I didn't watch it all, honest. Anyway, Ben Miller had assembled all the suspects in a room, a la Miss Marple and proceeded to unveil the killer in the most ridiculous way possible. It was like something out of Police Squad. But what also struck me was that this was a Tuesday. Surely Murder in Paradise is twee tosh tailor made for Sunday night. Cosy, unfeasible, with lots of lovely Caribbean scenery. Is it really so bad that it has to be shoved out on a Tuesday? Well, going by the five minutes I caught, yes.
With all the nasty things happening off camera, bars fire bombed, people glassed in clubs, others lured to a beating, perhaps TOWIE should be re-dubbed Brentwood Empire. Then we could see Nucky Thompson in the Sugar Hut, Charlie Luciano at a pie and mash pool party, and Al Capone dancing with Nanny Pat. Now that would be a show.
All bets are off for the worst English accent in an American show award. The hands down winner was the bloke who played the villain in this weeks episode of Burn Notice. A near master piece mispronunciation and 'Gawd blimey guvnor' grammar. Well done matey, your award is in the post.
It is a bit late to start, but if you have missed Ringer on Sky Living, make sure you catch the series when it is repeated. It is fast becoming the maddest, most enjoyable our of the week. I'm sure all concerned have lost the plot. But who cares when everyone is having so much fun?
On the forthcoming attractions front,American Horror Story on FX looks promising. And, I'm sure it will be greeted by more moans than cheers, but Grey's Anatomy returns on Wednesday.
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