The last edition of TV Tuesday ended with the line: “There’s more to report, but I’ve hit my word ceiling and will abruptly stop.” That was three weeks ago, so now there’s even more to report. (Baseball starts soon, and that will have a big impact on how many shows and movies I can watch.)
That last post focused on movies I’d seen. This time much of the focus in on a related pair of TV shows I finished watching. One is a French TV series about a female “Sherlock Holmes” who works as a police consultant. The other is its American adaptation.
I like the French original better. (No surprise there, right?)
This has the potential to be short since it doesn’t feel that I have that much to say, but I did want to record a few thoughts. I have neither rant nor rave — just some heavy disappointment in one case. In the other case, for me, it’s more a sense of, “Well, what did you expect from a time-travel movie? Time travel is utterly absurd and inherently contradictory.”
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