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This series is written by Tom Rob Smith, one of "Thatcher's Children" (born in the year she came into power) and by God it shows! Mr Smith obviously watched the boxed sets of "Tinker, Tailor..." and "Smiley's People" at some point, liked them and has tried to emulate John le Carré... with dreadful results. He seems to have taken all the hum drum and missed the genius.
The sad thing is that I can see many young people watching this series and falling for it. The forced mystique runs all the way through it to the bitter end. Nothing is achieved. Nothing is resolved and the wise will cry out "the Emperor wears no clothes!" The foolish will believe that, like Tracy Emin's bed, it must be some kind of masterpiece.
The truth is that this series tries much too hard. The key to maintaining an objective view of a TV series like this is to look at the writing. In this case it's pure mumbo jumbo with terms like "FSB" thrown in every now and again for good measure. It's ONLY a good few hours of your life you'll never get back an nothing else.
score 1/10
benjaminosler 10 December 2015
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