As a fan of British dramas, I don't want to be arrogant, but if I find one, it beats all American dramas. It is not a classic, but it is less disappointing. Even mainstream dramas such as "BroadChurch" are different. This seaside town looks warm and ordinary, but the lens is far and cold. There are always some movies in British dramas, music is used less, and it is more suspenseful. The cello is like an alien neck, and slowly enters the room holding his breath, seeming to be afraid of breaking a terrible secret. Like all stories that happen in small towns, all people hear each other, everyone knows everyone, and they live a homely and warm life until a boy dies. Don't expect to see a pure detective drama, the plot is very calm, at the speed of eight episodes, the volume can break 24 cases. The detectives in the play are surprisingly stupid. Not only are they clueless, they finally discover the truth only because of opportunity and time. British dramas may be interesting because they are written about, after all, they are about people. The usual appearance, but I see it more and more worrying. How many injuries and pains will the people in this small town experience? The whole play is investigating crimes, but it opens one by one wounded soul. Since the sheriff ALEC, peeling off the backbone of life in the small town, all of them are full of distressed dicks. Alec is like the underdogs we will encounter in our lives. He failed in the urban competition and was banished to the town in a gloomy manner. Mark and Beth have fallen in love since they were young. It was a happy childhood story. But on the night of the loss of his beloved son, Mark actually ran to tryst with others, the reason is as he said that the other woman in "this forever predictable life" is "different". Perhaps behind every light in our city, there are also shocking secrets: husband and wife, father and son, mother and son; the deepest the secret is, the more painful it is. What could be better than knowing that the husband is the devil and murderer who hurt his daughter, the family is ruined, and he is contemptuous for life; finally, on a silent night, under the command of his son, he packed his luggage, was alone, and disappeared from his hometown. Is the lonely woman more miserable? For pedophiles, BroadChurch does not make moral criticism, but rather sympathizes with the voluntary loves of the couples with minors in the play. Including the attitude towards Joe at the end, it also made us believe that he was "true love" for Danny. Beside a capable wife, there is nothing to do. A virgin boy is his only comfort, giving him money, to please him, just for a few to hug each other. When everything was irreversible, Joe's fear and despair looked so pitiful. Don't give way, don't forgive. By comparison, BroadChur ch is not ruthless. It just makes it difficult for me to look directly at "normal people" in the city. We who have always swaggered through the market are like self-examination in the mirror. The person in the mirror is so humble and pitiful. Everyone, everyone in the town is like that. The former freedom and dreams are gone. What everyone has to face is an incompetent life and oneself. Only in the shady corners, with fear and sin, find a little filthy and humble warmth. I know that the British are mean and vicious, so I followed the final scenes with trepidation, fearing that its chasing after the murder would stop on the head of the father who had lost his son. Fortunately, the director is kind; this drama is always mainstream, and it has reserved a pair of reconciled couples for us. What's better is to let an alternative handsome guy David Tennant clear his grievances and restore him from a "stained police officer" to a silent saint who has committed crimes for his wife. Life nowadays is a bit like a supermarket, with dazzling arrays everywhere and the same everywhere. This is true for TV and movies. As a fan of British dramas, I had no choice but to look up 45 degrees and look down upon the fans. British dramas are by no means kind, and try not to be warm. Even if it is not a century-old cellared whisky, at least it is tequila, it will be pierced, maybe it will hurt, and then it will become a little sweet.
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