Slow Horses
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@Mik said in Slow Horses:
In E1. Amazing how you can come to love such a thoroughly unlovable cast of characters.
Yep. The definition of comedy is that the characters are worse than reality. In drama, they're better.
What I love about that show are the rare moments when a character drunk-walks into the realm of drama, however temporarily.
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In book 2.
Just picture Gary Oldman and cast having this exchange:
“We don’t like being out of the loop.”
“You’re always out of the loop. The loop’s miles away. Nearest you’ll get to being in the loop is when they make a documentary about it and show it on the History Channel. I thought you were aware of that. Oh god, here’s another one.”
Marcus Longridge had appeared behind them, carrying a manila folder. “I’m supposed to give this to—”
Lamb said, “I’ve forgotten your name.”
“Longridge,” said Marcus.
“I don’t want to know. I was making a point.” Lamb plucked a stained mug from the litter on his desk, and threw it at Catherine. River caught it before it reached her head. Lamb said, “Well, I’m glad we’ve had this chat. Now fuck off. Cartwright, give that to Standish. Standish, fill it with tea. And you, I’ve forgotten your name again, go next door and get my lunch. Tell Sam I want my usual Tuesday.”
“It’s Monday.”
“I know it’s Monday. If I wanted my usual Monday, I wouldn’t have to specify, would I?” He blinked. “Still here?”
