Potter’s namesake a wizard for hire
HE’S called Harry, he’s a wizard and the similarities with a certain schoolboy pretty much end there. Harry Dresden ( Paul Blackthorne) is a magical gumshoe, a Chicago- based wizard for hire who gets called in to investigate things that go bump in the night. He lives in a dingy ground- floor apartment with what could loosely be described as his partner, a curmudgeonly 1000- year- old ghost called Bob who sounds remarkably like a North American doing a British accent badly and dwells in a rune- covered skull.
Harry is not one of those flashy wizards but a low- key practitioner of the dark arts whose main protection is a bracelet given to him by his mother. Unfortunately, this did not prove strong enough to protect him from the cutthroat world of ratings- driven television. Tonight’s episode is the second of only 11 made before the series was axed.
Which is a bit of a pity, given it showed potential. Despite its supposed location, The Dresden Files is actually Canadian made — there is no shortage of people both ‘‘ owt’’ and ‘‘ abowt’’ — and this means a certain amount of wry humour.
The result is that Harry is neither a know- all Fox Mulder nor a vampireslaying Buffy. He’s more a Colombo who knows a few tricks and is linked to the world of the supernatural through his mother’s family. His remarkable talent for getting beaten up appears to be matched only by the long queue of people lining up to batter him senseless.
Like all good PIs, Harry has an excellent contact in the police department: the feisty and not unattractive lieutenant Connie Murphy. And, like all cops who have dealings with people who dabble in occult, she thinks he’s crazy. This doesn’t stop
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Bob sounds like a North American doing a British accent badly
her from handing over the occasional sensitive document and it certainly doesn’t prevent Harry from using her name to get what he needs.
In tonight’s episode we’re looking at an antique dealer haunted by the ghost of a daughter murdered during the theft of an ancient Egyptian tablet. Harry, who is not fond of jobs involving ghosts, soon finds himself in hot water after his attempts to divine the ghost’s problems lead him to the home of a millionaire businessman.
But it quickly transpires that all is not what it seems. There’s been a bit of body swapping going on and the girl’s murderer has transferred his consciousness into the millionaire’s body. The situation deteriorates when the murderer leaps into Murphy’s body and Harry has to find a way to get him out.
This is no Millennium or Supernatural and it isn’t a great surprise that it was axed. However, it has enough redeeming features to lament its passing to the other side of the veil.
The Dresden Files