Much to my relief this bonkers excuse for a TV drama came to an end last week. I understand there is to be a second series but I am relieved of the necessity for watching it by the fact that the character played by Iain Glen (who assiduous readers will recall was my only reason for watching it in the first place ) was murdered by a mad anaesthetist who shoved a syringeful of some noxious medical substance in his shoulder. This was done by the anaesthetist concerned at a full run and the needle must perforce have gone through an overcoat, a sports jacket or pullover, a shirt and a vest and then into somewhere where the noxious substance concerned could do almost immediately fatal damage all without the needle breaking. Had he borrowed it from a horse vet? And was he possessed of superhuman strength?
The almost immediately fatal effect was so that the really rather nasty wife of the hero, could refuse to make any effort to call an ambulance while her husband struggled bravely on to save the life of a man who had been doing his best to ruin both the hero's life and marriage. Because that's what heroes do.
The only question remaining really is 'Iain, Jack (Davenport), did you really need the money that badly?'
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