BOB HART OUT OF THE BOX
THE world is divided, perhaps not evenly or rationally, between those who seriously doubt the veracity of Spooks and those who believe every last word.
Me, I’m a believer. No doubt about any of it.
Unless, of course, we are expected to believe that if Sir Harry and Ruth were ever to move in together, one of them would not poison, strangle or shoot the other over breakfast. Tonight’s episode, however, is one that has been sent to try all true believers: is there really, for example, a substance called paroxocybin which, were a modicum of it to be released in our midst by the ungodly, would kill us all in our beds?
And is Walt Disney’s frozen head really buried under the Pirates of the Caribbean ride in Disneyland? Actually, I believed that bit. Good place for it, all things considered.
Tonight is all about the futile revolutionary struggle against Soviet domination by the residents of a place called Azakstan. In which I believe, obviously.
Much of the action revolves around Sir Harry’s playing of the new British Home Secretary — clearly a Tory, a bit of a chubby bear, and probably a goose. His predecessors, you may recall, came to sticky ends — one by terrorist bomb, the other when he was foolish enough to swallow a drink poured for him by Sir Harry. Did you see how he did that, Ruth?
Anyway, there is some ripper techno stuff, including satellite surveillance so sensitive that it could identify the cologne a terrorist was wearing on the other side of the globe. Which is handy.
The body count is high. And there are some promising backstories developing other than the Sir Harry/Ruth sexual tension. Who, for example, is Lucas North, really? What is his secret? Will it bring about his undoing?
And why is it that every time I see him in action, I am reminded of the Sheriff of Nottingham’s slippery pal? Spooks ABC1, 8.30pm
Ruth: Nicola Walker