Ian Robertson

Outstanding! One hundred and 65 minutes of surprises. Not a cliche in sight, an absolutely unpredictable ending. A movie-making-insiders tell-all of 1960's Hollywood. I was a movie addict at three, a TV addict as soon as my Dad could afford one. I'd rush home from school to see these heros. Only they knew thay were mere mortals apparently. Unless they were a Stuntman. I have a better understanding of the world now.

By episode 6 of season 3, I was prepared to travel to Ireland to bring Marcella mercy but Coronavirus..you know. I tried to call the Belfast police but they were busy. Frankly, dont know who to blame for the shortcomings. The writers for the crude depiction of schizophrenia, the actress herself for one too many rollings of eyeballs, the director for allowing too much detail (and not enough suggestion) of self-harm or the costume director who put a tie on Kiera to convince the experienced desk seargent that she was a lawyer. Chortle. Wait, I blame the casting people for depicting a woman who looked like my my mum as the crime lord of Belfast. Having said that, I actually looked forward to the next episode. 4 stars.in today's market.