Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Wire in the blood

This is a BBC show that comes on Monday evenings at 8:00 pm central time. I absolutely love it. First, I have to remind myself that Brits have an entirely different sense of humor. It's wry. Very dry humor. And I love that. But it takes a moment to go from "Friends" to "Monty Python."
Second, I enjoy the different way they say the same words. They accent their syllables different than us Staters. It actually took me a couple of minutes to figure out they were saying "garage" in one episode. They accent the first syllable.
But onto the show...the show is about a profiler/professor/psychologist. He assists the police in finding the killer. And he is awesome. Not particularly handsome. Extremely socially inept. He's perfect. The show has no problem showing his flaws for all the viewing audience to see. In last night's episode, he figured out who the killer was, but kept it to himself. Just long enough so that another killer would die. He's human. And I can get into that.
The show is anything but glossy. It's raw. Edgy. Captivating. I must admit that this type of show interests me. I love Psychology. I was double majoring in English and Psychology before I dropped out to become the wife and the Mama.
In a day where TV sometimes is fluffy and dull, this is outstanding. And maybe I can write this off as research for my Suspense series. Or at least that's what I'll tell myself.

1 comment:

username said...

Sounds like a delightful show! We've recently started watching CSI: Miami.