I really enjoyed the show. Whole load of cameos from RD. Youâve a keen eye
Watched another episode of this last night. Id read the book when it came out but seeing it all pulled together with deeper look at how it impacted some people would make your blood boil. Fucking outrageous carry on
I always thought the use of the word âhackingâ was OTT
They simply dialled the phone numbers and entered 0000 the default PIN that nobody seemed to bother their hole changing
Itâs not the process; itâs the action
Not solely. In many cases they had insiders at the phone companies who âresetâ the pin back to the factory default thus allowingâŚor reallowingâŚaccess to the voicemail service
We found it boring and turned it off after the first episode.
Noice , thanks for the informative response.
It wouldnât be for everyone. No bang bang pow pow
Pokerface gone.
Ah thays a damn damn shame. A great show.Rian has plans but Iâm not so sure
According to Deadline , while Peacockâs folding on producing a third season of Poker Face is set to see Natasha Lyonne vacate her starring role as human lie-detector Charlie Cale, Johnson remains keen for more Charlie Cale mysteries. In fact, he and Lyonne (who remains executive producer on the series) are already hitting the town in search of a two-season commitment for Poker Face to continue, albeit with a major twist: the duo want Peter Dinklage to become the next Charlie! And not only that, but should the show keep going beyond a further two seasons, Lyonne and Johnson would actually want to take a Doctor Who -meets-True Detective style approach to Poker Face , bringing in a new Charlie Cale every couple of years while holding true to the showâs world and format.
What a waste, great show
Just discovered thereâs a new Partridge. 17 minutes in, Iâm really enjoying it. A sequel of sorts to MID MORNING MATTERS.
Iâve never watched Alan Partridge.
There, i said it.
Click the link above and you will have
Tonight Carl Weathers appeared, and Melanie Lynksey played a psycho whose auld fella of a boyfriend hacked the arm off a woman.
But the best moment was a just shot Vic at the hospital, finally reuniting with his kids, gets off the stretcher and zips up the leather jacket to make it look like he was fine to the kids. I hooted way too loud at that moment
It gets betterâŚ
Itâs brilliant
Watched Trespasses on the Channel 4 player. TV adaptation of the Louise Kennedy novel. Across the sectarian and class divide love story set in 1975 Belfast. Lola Petticrew (from Say Nothing) plays Cushla a young Catholic teacher who also works in the family pub in an unnamed small town outside Belfast. Falls for a Protestant barrister who frequents the pub. Cue Carry on Camping crossed with the Joy of Sex style sex scenes (think diddies, bums and hairy armpits). Me man represents young Catholics being fitted up by the RUC, so the Special Branch donât like him. The Provos donât like him either because he tries to get the youngsters to recognize the courts.
Oh and the pub serves British soldiers too and a UVF/UDA headcase called Fidel who also hates the barrister (why does the barrister drink there - he only drinks Jameson and does the crossword - he could do that at his upmarket residence in more pleasant surroundings). The Provos donât like the pub serving the Brits. It all gets very tense, there is surveillance but who is following them?
There is a good subplot about a mixed family living in a Loyalist estate whose son is taught by Cushla. The young lad playing the son is a crackerjack actor. The family endure horrific abuse from their Loyalist neighbours and indeed from the Catholic authorities at the school. There is the obligatory wild crazed Catholic priest.
There is also the matter of Cushlas mother. She is a raving alcoholic played by none other than Gillian Anderson. I say played but I mean overplayed, hammed up to the max. It put me in mind of Vincent Price in the owl
Hammer Horror films. And the gin bottles. There are dozens of gin bottles (empty) on the kitchen table throughout the show. Was Cushla too busy being poked by your man that she couldnât bring them down the bottle bank in her Austin Allegro or if the bottle bank wasnât a thing in 1975 at least pop a few of them a week into the bin? Or put them in a crate for later use as petrol bombs?
A note on the dialogue. If you can figure out how to watch this with subtitles do so. Key parts of the dialogue are mumbled infuriatingly and you are left wondering what they fuck did she/he say just there? Rewinding didnât always help. And I think I have a good ear for Northern accents.
Fans of 1970s cars will love it. Capris, Ford Anglias and Rovers to beat the band.
Overall worth a watch but not without its flaws.
This is the most delightfully fucked up thing Iâve seen in a long time, if not forever. The final scene of episode 5đ. Finished episode 6 just now on the dodgy, is there more to come?
