
I'm hungover. Not from booze, but from the final
Masterpiece Theater's Prime Suspect last night. Even given
HBO and all its miserable glory, that last episode of
Prime Suspect on
PBS surely mined some of the lowest depths of human misery ever explored on TV. Trust me, especially you past-your-prime ladies who drink (wouldn't have a clue), you will
never look at booze the same way after seeing the wretched worthiness of Jane Tennison's life as she gets ready to retire. Dear God, I know it was just a TV
show, but please let DCI Tennison never drink again. For every fictional hard-boiled boozy broad like Jane Tennison, there must be plenty in reality where she came from.
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