This article was originally published in The Courier on 18th January 2020.
NEXT WEEK’S TV
DIAMOND DEALERS AND
COCKNEY GEEZERS
Monday,
Channel 4, 10pm
This
knockabout documentary follows three East End likely lads who run an
independent jewellers called – I kid you not – Trotters. Judd, Alex and Kallum,
who’ve been best friends since school, sell top flight bling to a bustling
parade of mostly working-class customers, and can proudly boast of having more
Instagram followers than any other UK jeweller. But that’s not enough: they’re
off to NYC to procure items that will truly put them on the map. The
banterrific lads are quite likeable – yes, even the one who looks like Jim
Davidson - and the programme doesn’t peer down its nose at them or their
clientele. Nice. Although billed as a one-off, it feels like a pilot for a series.
CRAZY DELICIOUS
Tuesday,
Channel 4, 8pm
When
is a televised culinary contest not a televised culinary contest? Never,
they’re basically all the same. This new one has a bash at being a bit
different by basing itself in a studio-based grotto – a whimsical Garden of
Eden – packed with foraged food and drink (e.g. a tree that dispenses prosecco).
But apart from that, it’s a generic confection in which three skilled amateur
cooks must impress an expert panel of ‘Gods’ – Heston Blumenthal among them.
This week they’re tasked with creating an inventive strawberry-based dish and a
game-changing take on the hot dog. If you enjoy watching people cook, bake,
whisk and knead, then this entirely inoffensive show will doubtless provide a
modicum of nourishment.
LOSING IT: OUR MENTAL
HEALTH EMERGENCY
Tuesday,
Channel 4, 10pm
Powerful
and timely, this programme visits the Nottinghamshire Healthcare NHS Foundation
Trust to examine Britain’s growing need to care for people struggling with severe
clinical depression and anxiety. We meet an eleven-year-old girl with suicidal
ideation and a mentally ill woman who recently attempted to kill herself and
her family. Meanwhile, exhausted loved ones and concerned staff open up about
the complexities of looking after patients who wish to take their own lives. It’s
heart-breaking, but it needs to be in order to highlight the absolutely vital
importance of knowing that you’re not alone, of knowing that you can talk about
your feelings without fear of judgement. Trained professionals are permanently
on hand to help.
INSIDE THE CROWN:
SECRETS OF THE ROYALS
Thursday,
STV, 9pm
Not
all their secrets, surely? An expose on that scale would bring the monarchy to
its knees. Instead, this new series – which arrives with impeccable timing –
assembles a gang of expertly toadying lickspittles to rake over the officially
acceptable dramas behind the merry house of Windsor. It begins with a sweeping
essay on the history of 20th century Royals who struggled to balance
their sovereign duties with matters of the heart. The familiar sagas of Liz and
Phil, and Diana Queen of Hearts, duly ensue. Gossipy Royal history is colourful
and interesting, of course it is, but we’ve heard it all before. Future
generations will look back upon this epoch and wonder what the hell was wrong
with us all.
LAST WEEK’S TV
DOCTOR WHO
Sunday 12th January, BBC One
The
terminally bland Chris Chibnall’s second series as showrunner began quite well with
his Spyfall romp, but episode three –
written by Ed Hime - was an embarrassing mess. It wasted Laura Fraser in a
thankless supporting role, the actors playing the elderly couple were appalling
(“Mah Benni!” has haunted my brain ever since), the alien wigs and humanoid cat make-up looked weirdly
cheap, the direction was substandard, the overstuffed script was incompetent. There was no
tension, no momentum, no one or nothing to care about. Stuff happened, then it
ended. The clumsily tacked-on environmental message – while entirely sound in
and of itself – came across as a laughable attempt to add weight to the
preceding 48 minutes of utterly incoherent storytelling. As usual, Jodie Whittaker
did her best under the circumstances. I love Doctor Who, we’re joined at the hip, but this was a nadir.
LOUIS THEROUX: SELLING
SEX
Sunday 12th January, BBC Two
Theroux’s
morally conflicted face went into mild overdrive during this report on British
women who legally sell sex for a living. He juggled nuggets of inadvertent
self-parody – “With a moment to myself, I reflected on the strangeness of what
was taking place” – with his usual eloquent compassion. The admirably candid
participants were vulnerable victims of abuse who’d chosen this path for
reasons far beyond financial pragmatism. Theroux didn’t judge or crassly
psychoanalyse them, that’s not his style. Instead he presented yet another
sensitive, stigma-challenging character study.
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