Drama of the type of danger and terrorism. A brown girl is kidnapped and killed in vain. It will become very bad not to know the cause of the murder. Her white family, who has embraced her secret, is looking for a feeling of great guilt, guilt and bad hearing.
The construction was so distracting and distancing you never felt fully immersed in the way that you did with either National Treasure or Happy Valley. I just couldn't quite believe it.
As played by [Sarah] Lancashire, who seems entirely at home with a soft Bristolian burr, Miriam is a powerful symbol for all independent-minded pragmatists who fall foul of arse-covering, morale-sapping workplace protocols.
The genius of Thorne's writing is that he plays to his viewers' assumptions and then pulls the rug out from underneath them, exposing their own biases in the process.
