While seriously enjoying Sky Atlantic’s four-part Falcón police series which ends on Thursday, I‘m seriously thinking of refusing to watch this genre in the future. Set in Seville, Falcón has had plenty of graphic scenes in its few outings so far: one victim having his tongue cut off, a young torero killed by a bull and a mother drinking poisoned milk. Then there’s Inspector Falcón himself, cutting corners, playing by his rules and ignoring the heat from the bosses down town. The clichéd maverick cop protagonist shows no sign of losing its mass market appeal. Continue reading “The Falcon has reached its crest”
Boadicea's Chariot 