I’m sinking ever deeper into my television frenzy. These recent weeks have been Homeland with the intermittent episode of House, because I like to keep things fresh. I also apparently enjoy television shows featuring british actors portraying americans. Something about the tenor of their voices, I suppose. That plus the fact they’re amazingly talented.
I’ve also thrown The Hour into the rotation, perhaps a subconscious decision on my part to pay homage to the english actors I so enjoy on my american programs, though none of the folks featured in this show appear in either of the other shows (flawed logic, I know). This show also indulges my obsession with all things mid-twentieth century, particularly the smart mode of dress and everyone’s blatant dismissal of smoking as anything but cool.¹ If that’s not enough, the story itself is full of spy plots and cold war intrigue.
¹ Hey, kids: Don’t smoke (to excess).
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