Those bits of texts I could find now make up 15 A4 pages, and yet seem mostly critical, which is one reason why I never publicly talked about my new love. The other reasons should become obvious to anybody who manages to read through my ramblings in the next days (weeks).
You'd think it should be easier to talk about a text than moving pictures - well, maybe you wouldn't but -i- would, esp. after 15 years of film studies - and yet the reverse seems true. The flat words, concrete on the page, are not as easily tackled as a film or an episode of a show if there isn't something that accidentially stands out from the whole, which is usually the case with moving images, where there tends to be something easy to latch onto. Maybe that only holds true for good books and relatively conventional films. Long intro, short point: after a week of reading Val McDermid and falling terribly behind ANY book reviews, I already want to tell friends about my reaction to the series of those novels.
I had never before been interested in the TV series Wire in the Blood, and the pictures I'd seen of Robson Green gave me the impression he was completely wrong for Tony Hill - he seemed too old, too fair, not charismatic or handsome enough. When his first appearance featured him as Rain Man, I was very upset - I had repeatedly wondered why Tony was considered a nutter in the books, but to have him dodder around like a clueless idiot on screen who can't put his shirt into his pants seemed the worst solution. Crude, typical of TV perhaps but not of what I'm used to from the UK.
Only a few minutes later I'm still very averse to the frequent talking-to-himself, absolute absent-mindedness and general impression of someone senile. And his hair should stand up and be messy, not well-cut wavy. BUT it is dark, and his eyes are blue, and while they are not as dark or remarkable** as they should be - they are remarkable enough, as is his mouth. (Actually, the eyes-nose-forehead area looks a bit like a less strong Jason Isaacs in profile, unexpectedly). He's really got something, different from profile to front, different when changing expressions. I sure hope they tone down the Monk-ishness *stomach ache* and up his remarkable effect.
Unlike with "Cracker" or "Prime Suspect", I'm going to actually avoid getting into the crime plot, at least in this pilot, "The Mermaids Singing". I could bearly read the torture scenes, first book ever this has happened, but the OTT heavy breathing and coughing of the off-screen criminal on screen isn't convincing. But this episode completely glosses over the horror. If the other eps are not following the novels, I will have to watch it, but so far they avoid the very heart and soul, bone and blood, motivation of it all.
Having finished the novel "Torment of Others" a day ago, it smarts that Merrick is used as the antagonistic copper in the TV show, he was the decent one in the books ... that smarts a lot now. Cross, OTOH, gets to be too human (and violent). And whythefuck is the cat ginger?
My remaining fears are that they will drop the most important problem of Tony, his functional impotence, and Carol's rape.** It is vital to their relationship, esp. the former, and to simply replace it with Rain Mannerisms is unthinkable.
It gets worse: they seriously deny the impotence, they don't let Tony have that female stalker, they turn one of the four het guys into a gay and they have the innocent gay suspect be a rapist! They inserted the killer into the gay bar. They fucking took away Carol's big lateral thinking idea, made the killer show the cops the digital video, which seriously undermines the logic of (non)escalation and the Tony-Carol working relationship - yeah, they made it standard. But Robson hooked me, so I'm once again stuck with a show that gives me stomach ache** - bloody appealing men.
I hadn't meant to cap, but a few minutes before the end of part 1 I had to capture a pose, and a few days later I realised I had nearly 1 000 caps in my new folder ... here are the tame beginnings, looking different to the public and fannish images I've seen, and though I feared my selection of 1 000 was too pretty overall, and although I favour the Jason Isaac angles, they are representative of Robson as Tony ... next time I'll start with the non-worksafe ones! *tries to shut up*
And here I have to stop - for now - because the next caps look too matine-idol-y and I still pathetically fear turning people off - or on? No, off. Because he's no Paul McGann.
I happened to see him on YouTube as well now, and I never trawl that sight, so I know he's really impressive in that he's very different to Tony Hill (and the TE guy I expect) and a bloody charmer. Still surprised he is that popular** though, usually mainstream isn't in tune with me. He's been at least twice married, 1.5 children, straight Brit (a type that is often mistaken for gay, esp. by Americans), and that charm factor, the quick wit and teasing, is also a lot like Jason. Like all the guys on screen I fancy he's just passed 40, and he might actually have been less attractive in his younger**, firmer days, the heavy brows and deep eyes working better with stronger bones now. I didn't want to know he was a singer, but that, too, he explains appealingly.
As you might not have gleaned from the above - since I don't post my book reviews on LJ, and even on goodreads I hadn't expressed this much - I had fallen in love with Val McDermid's Tony Hill big time, and despite - not because! - of that, I slithered into Robson Green, where I'm stuck now. I don't want to read anything else, but there's no new Tony announced anywhere in the future on Val's publishing schedule - please, Val, please! - and you'll see how I fare with Robson in the next post ...
* "compositively" being one of those words I feared I made up that end up meaning exactly what I thought they meant, before wasting time tripple-checking it.
** My perception of this has already (been) confirmed or changed, see next posts.