With the holidays upon us, you might be looking to curl up with a British detective show. The kind of quietly straightforward procedural that is occasionally wry, occasionally laden with gloom — even if it’s just the gray skies overhead. No guns. No gimmicks. Nobody’s a genius. Just slow and steady shoe leather investigations: Asking questions, squinting at the evidence and solving a crime.
I have my concerns about copaganda as a genre but I’m not immune to the satisfying pleasures of a well-told murder mystery.