Towards Zero
In 2014 the BBC successfully moved to acquire the rights to Agatha Christie's estate. Since then they have made nine adaptations. I actually couldn't bring myself to watch John Malkovich as Poirot so I can't pass judgement on it, but of the rest, two are fabulous, one is acceptable, and the rest are too painful to watch. In fact I couldn't even finish Partners in Crime it was so bad. AND they're redoing it with Conchita's husband from The Buccaneers who I've seen no evidence of acting ability from. Just hell no. There's only one Tommy and Tuppence and that's James Warwick and Francesca Annis. And while I'm at it, no one asked for that sex scene in The Witness for the Prosecution. NO ONE! I'm not saying that ITV wasn't guilty of crimes against Christie, they just weren't so consistently criminal. Plus, David Suchet! He IS Poirot and forever will be no matter what Kenneth Branagh thinks in his fever dreamed mind. Though one perfect show is almost worth the trade-off of all this dreck. And Then There Were None I have to say, from my point of view, is sheer perfection, but Towards Zero comes damn close. Though fans of ITV's Marple might find it a tad familiar. As Angelica Huston, in her first onscreen role in five years, looked out at a dead body being pulled out of the water while bemoaning the stupidity of man and rip tides I realized that I had indeed seen an adaptation of this mystery before. Back when Marple was gleefully pillaging all of Christie's back catalog this was adapted with added Marple and Greg Wise. And yes, it's because he wears a swimsuit that I connected the dots. But that's beside the point. The point is, I got see murder and mayhem with simply gorgeous dresses all at Tony Baddingham's house. Yes, Tony Baddingham from Rivals. Neston Park in Wiltshire has been in A LOT of shows lately. Or at least all the shows I've been watching. What makes this so good is the perfection of the casting, Oliver Jackson-Cohen is so so good and being bad. It's nice to see Jack Farthing being pitiable again. Anjana Vasan is the only answer I will accept for their being a season four of Killing Eve. I will watch Matthew Rhys as a hapless detective in anything! But most of all, there's Ella Lily Hyland. She's playing the first wife of Nevile Strange who is plotting to frame her for his crimes as revenge for leaving him. Ella Lily Hyland came to my attention in the highly lauded, but in actuality completely absurd, Black Doves. If while watching that show you wondered if everyone was a spy the answer is yes. Yes they are. But Ella Lily Hyland played Williams someone who changes alliances easily and loves a girl with a rocket launcher. In other words, she and Gabrielle Creevy as Eleanor should have been the stars of the show, not those nobodies, what's their names again? Oh yeah, Keira Knightley and Ben Whishaw. I'm sorry, I just had to make the joke. Anyway, Ella Lily Hyland, an amazing actress, is totally going to be a star, she's the one to watch. As is this adaptation. Damn. Murder and elegance, what's not to love?





































































Newlywed Brits move to New York for husband's job. Husband cheats with coworker. Husband lies and says it was a one time thing. Wife finds out it wasn't. They go on vacation. The trip of a lifetime. Wife doesn't want to repeat the patterns she saw with her parents so decides her husband needs to have an accident. But fate intervenes. They run into the mistress and her boyfriend and the mistress is killed. Things get even messier. The police get involved. Mistress's boyfriend is arrested. Mistress's boyfriend is released. Wife kills mistress's boyfriend. Husband has another mistress. Husband doesn't have a clue. Wife frames him for the murder she herself committed. Wife presumably gets the divorce she wanted all along. Wife writes book. Hopefully it's a bestseller. There's nothing that complicated about this series. It's a simple tale of revenge. But it's the class of acting and the way that Jenna Coleman makes you root for Liv the entire time that make it worth watching. You feel how she has reached her last straw and so want her to kill her husband. As the six episodes unfold you keep having delayed satisfaction. The husband didn't die, but the mistress did. The husband didn't die, but the mistress's boyfriend did. Finally tying it all up by the husband going to prison for the crime the wife committed was such poetic justice. Now some people might say, it was kind of cruel to kill the mistress, as it was really the husband at fault. Well, not in my book. First, it takes two to cheat. Second, yes, I know he was emotionally manipulating her and giving her false hope but again, it takes two to cheat. Third, and most important, when the mistress meets the wife they have a moment of catharsis, a moment where they bond, and after that, like almost right after that, she tries to convince the husband to run away with her. She befriended Liv and then betrayed her, death is her sentence. As for the boyfriend? He deserved to die because he's Eric Balfour. I have hated him since the moment I set eyes on him. I actually would have been fine with him being imprisoned, he could have rotted in jail with his friend Danny Masterson, but he died, and that brings me joy. So much joy. I should maybe make Liv caving in his skull a screensaver... As for framing her husband for the mistress's murder? Well, that's just the cherry on top of the cake. And personally, I'm kind of surprised she got away with it. No one on this show has the bare minimum of knowledge about digital forensics and the omnipresence of cameras. I mean, seriously, what century do you live in? Plus you're from England, which has one of the most monitored cities in the world. But I take solace in the knowledge that if the cops actually were able to access deleted emails on the company's servers they would just implicate the husband more. But it's the final message that is the most important. Liv built her life around a man, she put her life in his hands, and his actions made her a desperate creature. He did make her do this, to an extent. But what is under that is this world women live in, a world where we are constantly in danger, where we have to think about our safety at all times, and enough is enough. Her husband thought she'd wait for him, her husband is one of the many faces of the problem women live with daily. We aren't going to take shit anymore. No more dishonesty, no more danger, we all, like Liv, have no more fucks to give.


















