The full responsibility for this utter failure belongs to Stephen Gallagher, assisted by Simon Stephenson and Mike Cullen (who Wrote for TAGGART and definitely should know better) These men have created this pathetic mess of a show, called Eleventh Hour, a shameful blot on Patrick Stewart's glorious career. Clumsy and stupid and shallow and obvious don't even begin to describe this Pathetically sketchy script.
Here's an example: Sir Patrick is introduced when a stereotypically thick policeman spots his character in a crime scene evidence tent, and bellows, "Who are you?" Poor Patrick has to reply, with all the gravity he can muster in the face of this tripe: "Ian Hood- SCIENTIST!" It all collapses into a writhing cesspool of silliness from there. Nothing makes sense. Everything is photographed in a jerky sudden unsteady-cam manner, with car chases that lead nowhere, and storming buildings with approximately nine hundred liters of blood coating everything, and sandwiches delivered to crime scenes. Even the gratuitous male nude was unattractive. WTF?
I love Patrick Stewart, and I'm glad his career survived this utter rubbish. Don't watch this!!
Here's an example: Sir Patrick is introduced when a stereotypically thick policeman spots his character in a crime scene evidence tent, and bellows, "Who are you?" Poor Patrick has to reply, with all the gravity he can muster in the face of this tripe: "Ian Hood- SCIENTIST!" It all collapses into a writhing cesspool of silliness from there. Nothing makes sense. Everything is photographed in a jerky sudden unsteady-cam manner, with car chases that lead nowhere, and storming buildings with approximately nine hundred liters of blood coating everything, and sandwiches delivered to crime scenes. Even the gratuitous male nude was unattractive. WTF?
I love Patrick Stewart, and I'm glad his career survived this utter rubbish. Don't watch this!!