Every weekday I set aside an hour for lunch. It’s one of the moments of quality I try to give myself in my combined occupation of professional novelist and amateur animal-wrangler. While I’m sitting down having my lunch (read: fighting off various animals as I try to shove the food into my mouth and keep it out of theirs), I like to dip into the televised offerings of Amazon, Netflix, and Disney+.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On Disney+ I’m partway through rewatching (in a ‘dipping in\/dipping out’ kind of way) Buffy The Vampire Slayer. On Netflix I’m slowly strolling through Suits. Over on Amazon I’m about halfway through the final season (when did a series become a season?) of Jack Ryan, while cantering at full pace through The Last Ship. This one is a post-apocalyptic tale about an American guided missile destroyer (and her crew, obviously), in the middle of a world being devastated by a killer plague (not too dissimilar in its propagation to C-19).<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Last Ship started off well, though it was slightly uncertain of its direction, a little like a toddler taking first steps. Series\/Season two saw it kick into full gear and gain a bitey, gripping edge that Series\/Season one lacked. The Last Ship maintained that pace most of the way through Series\/Season three, but then came Series\/Season four, and an unwelcome return to Series\/Season one wobbliness. The Last Ship dipped and dived all over the Mediterranean, not knowing if it was a European\/North African travelogue, part of the original project, or a sequel to Captain Corelli’s Mandolin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And that, children, is why they didn’t make anything after Series\/Season five. But hey, I’m still watching it, even though it has gone completely mad.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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