DIANNE BUTLER OUT OF THE BOX
TREMENDOUS sadness tonight as Crownies ends. Tremendous sadness at Screentime. Twenty-two episodes. It felt like more. And it should’ve been. Instead of mucking around changing its timeslot when something better came along, the ABC should’ve cut them in half and run it every night of the week, like Neigh- bours. Because it was closer to Neighbours than . . . well, will you look at that. I can’t name a legal drama I could compare it to. Rumpole? Boston Legal? Rafferty’s Rules? With John Wood and his ginger cat?
Crownies had some solid cases, that was never going to be an issue, but then you’d get the girl from Home & Away as a lawyer in the DPP, getting upset because her boyfriend forgot their anniversary’’.
I knew we were in trouble here the first time I saw this show and heard the theme song. They’d have a round-up of the week before and then incongruous music would begin. It fed into the fatal problem Crownies had — confusion about who they were making the show for. It was almost a very good drama. But it wasn’t.
Playing mum: Sacha Horler
Tonight the wife of former Attorney-general Nicholas Quinn, the serial rapist who’s now dead, turns up with a bag of videos that are dynamite. She hands them to David Sinclair. He asks Janet King what he should do. This is the Director of Public Prosecutions who didn’t want to put pressure on Janet because she’s about to give birth. Janet makes a couple of suggestions and then says, ‘‘ Or you could disappear the tapes.’’ Is that an actual sentence? Or is Janet also in the CIA?
The Max Gardiner case isn’t over yet either. I know it looks as if it is but it isn’t. That’s why they hired Sacha Horler to play his mother. Crownies ABC1, 9.30pm