Compared
with last week’s episode of ITV’s Broadchurch,
episode 6 was one of relative calm.
The
small town is rocked by the suicide of Jack Marshall (David Bradley), with
David Tennant’s DI Hardy labelled ‘worst copper in Britain’ by the Press.
Naturally, Hardy and DI Miller (Olivia Colman) take his funeral, attended by
most of the town, to be a grand old opportunity to play a spot of who's looking
shifty today then guvnor? Hardy, for his part, settles his suspicions on Reverend Coates
(Arthur Darvill), after witnessing a particularly impassioned sermon, presumably
believing him to have done the deed in the billiard room with a candlestick. After
a bit of digging, he discovers him to be a reformed alcoholic, an omitted detail
which doesn’t appear to be doing him any favours. Meanwhile, Maggie (Caroyln
Pickles) does a bit of digging of her own, this time into the background of
shifty Susan (Pauline Quirke). She certainly doesn’t seem to be squeaky clean
herself – not that any of us ever suspected her of being, and her newfound
friendship with young Tom Miller, himself a rather shady character, now
claiming to have hated Danny Lattimer, lands her in the firing line of suspicion
herself.
Back
at the Lattimer house, Chloe (Charlotte Beamont) struggles to know quite what
to do with her grief, growing tired of being “the dead boy’s sister”. Beth
(Jodie Whittaker) and Mark (Andrew Buchan) seem to be working on their marriage,
with it seeming more likely that Beth will keep her unborn child after all. Her
territorial behaviour towards Becca Fisher (Simone McAullay), the local
hotelier with whom Mark had an affair, whilst being quite amusing to watch given
Beth’s lack of anything to lose by making enemies, also betrays a willingness to
fight for what she still has. Which is nice, really, in a town where pretty
much everyone bar Susan’s dog is a murder suspect. Although how long her newfound
marital stability will last I’ve no idea.
As we’re
come to expect by now with Broadchurch, some
excellent performances all around. Arthur Darvill in particular stood out in
this episode, particularly as now that he’s suddenly prime suspect number 2.5,
he’s actually getting some decent airtime. David Tennant did well too. His
constant lurching about being ill, fainting and muttering indecipherable things
could so easily becoming irritating in the hands of another actor. He, however,
manages to keep on the good side of the sublime and the ridiculous. Just.
Particularly moving moments this week were to be found in the conversation
between Beth and another mother whose child was murdered, on Hardy’s previous
case. The dialogue gave a disarmingly emotionally resonant sense of exactly how
awful it must be to lose a child to murder, and the bleakness of everyday life
from that point on. As well as being another opportunity for a bit of isn’t
Hardy rubbish bashing.
With
only two more episodes to go, presumably the detectives can’t be far enough a
few real life actual suspects now, especially as the case is in serious danger
of being downgraded beyond all sense of urgency by the powers that be.
I for
one am looking forward to seeing who the main contenders turn out to be. I think
we’ve waited long enough, after all.
- Jen
You can read my own blog here
or follow me on twitter here
http://www.facebook.com/AssortedBuffery
@AssortedBuffery
http://www.facebook.com/AssortedBuffery
@AssortedBuffery

No comments:
Post a Comment