I found the end of The Guilty a bit of a cop out. Different, yes. Thrilling, sort of. But it had a frustrating “and he woke up and it was all a dream” feel to it, which made me ball up my fists and pummel them into the nearest scatter cushion. It was all just a terrible accident. Of course.
Disappointed? I was. I’ve always considered myself to be something of an armchair detective, but this episode left me scratching my head.
The similarities between last night’s The Guilty and award winning ITV thriller Broadchurch were glaringly obvious. Missing child? Tick. Attractive mother? Tick. Brooding father? Tick. Detective trying to juggle work and family life? Tick, tick, tick.
Readers, you were right.
Who could this Alistair Murray character be? He was found to cries of David Tennant shouting “of course, of course” to have been in email exchange with Danny, after police (finally) recovered his hard drive.
Broadchurch has established a pattern (much to some viewers’ dislike) of one slow-paced filler episode followed by one that dramatically furthers the plot. Last night’s episode was the latter.
Episode 5 of Broadchurch did not get much closer to a murderer, but instead spun out a storyline full of sad reflections.
Broadchurch is now halfway through the series. After a slower third episode last week where it took a whole hour to reveal that Mark Latimer was having his wicked way with Australian hotelier Becca Fisher, episode four was packed with unwinding threads.
It’s been a week since Danny died and the police came close to finding a suspect in episode three, but not close enough.
It’s hotting up on the windy Dorset cliffs, some might say a bit too much. While the first episode was well paced, believable and beautifully lit, last night’s seemed to veer on the side of soap opera at times.
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