I Give It A Year is a British rom-com about the troubled first year of marriage of a famously mismatched couple. He’s a slacker, she’s a career bitch, but they’re both kind of unwilling to be the first one to throw in the towel. Except for when the dashing American tycoon (for her) and the kooky ex (for him) arrive to complicate matters…
Think of it as A Wedding and No Funeral. Rose Byrne is lovely, Rafe Spall, surprisingly, is lovelier. It’s predictable, plodding, but it doesn’t have a mean bone in its body – there are even some laugh-out-loud moments and I enjoyed it. Lots of London locations to look at. (see what I did there?)
Now that we’re a little more house-bound, and unable to pop out to movies on a whim, I’m having to settle for watching television. In South Africa, that’s a frustrating enterprise at best, and there have already been a couple of Stop-Starts – or rather Start-Stops. Fringe was one that had potential then lost my interest. Sanctuary was another; I hardly lasted an episode. (what was that woman from Stargate doing with the bad accent and the worse wig?)
One of the better ones though, and one which continues to peak my curiousity, is The Mentalist. Starring Aussie Simon Baker, the series tracks a division of the California Bureau of Investigations as it works on high-profile murder cases. Baker plays the Mentalist of the title, a consultant to the Bureau who uses mental dexterity, powers of observation, hypnosis and suggestion to get unwilling suspects to spill the beans. Croaky-voiced Robin Tunney, who’s fab (but sadly burdened with too much story-propelling dialogue) is his exasperated boss.
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