Right now (or last night when this is posted) I’m smelling a delicious casserole bubbling away in the oven even though it’s about twenty five degrees outside. Just thought I’d mention. It’s been one of those days.
Yesterday I woke myself up at half past six because I was having an angry dream and I was in the middle of a massive rant. I had just yelled “If you don’t like it you can FUCK OFF!” and stormed off to wakefulness. So I took advantage and did some reading.
I know I missed Friday’s post. I was just TOO BUSY. On a scale of one to ten, my business level was at about forty-three. Well, maybe it wasn’t that bad. But nearly! Regardless, we have discovered an awesome single-series TV show on 4oD. It is awesome because Jack Davenport is very smug. Stephen Moyer is in it for a bit, foreshadowing his role in True Blood, and it’s quite odd hearing him be English. Also Idris Elba being gritty and uncompromising. Grr. You go, Idris.
I know a lot of people want Idris Elba to be The Doctor, but I really have trouble seeing it.
Anyway. Ultraviolet is about vampires in London and the crack squad of special branch who are trying to deal with it. There are only six episodes and we watched one to four last night. If you have no idea who Jack Davenport is, he was Norrington in the Pirates of the Caribbean films but even better than that he was Steve in Coupling. If you’ve never seen the proper British version of Coupling, you ought to. It was ours first, America! You may have killed it but it lives on in our hearts!
Ahem. So, if you can get 4oD, give it a watch. We weren’t quite sure what was happening in the first episode because everyone kept referring to various bodies as “they” and we didn’t know which “they” was being referred to all the time. That was good, though. Motives were murky. It wasn’t dumbed down. Worth a watch just to see clunky nineties technology, really.
I will let you know if it ended satisfactorily.
Anyone care about Cheryl Cole’s bum tattoo? Thought not.