It’s particularly dangerous to present a scene like this as consensual, as the writers insist it is.
The series killed off Christopher Eccleston to let Sofie Gråbøl and Stanley Tucci steal the show. Intriguing or batty? It's both.
Following his on-air announcement of a prostate cancer scare last week, the Radio 2 DJ has been in thoughtful mode.
The half-hour World Service program is just not cricket.
After Parks and Rec, 30 Rock and Bridesmaids, why do some in the industry still doubt women are funny?
It was less “Remembering Elvis”, more “Praising Bill Kenwright”.
There’s nothing else like this unnervingly quiet drama on our screens right now.
Power needs a myth, and the new BBC adaptation of Hilary Mantel’s Wolf Hall gives us the perfect one in Mark Rylance’s Cromwell.
There is little to surprise a seasoned awards-watcher in this year’s nominations – Ryan Gilbey gives his verdict.
Abbi Jacobson and Ilana Glazer’s series pushes its provocative and surreal comedy even further in its second season.
At this rate, the self-funded seven-inch may well make a comeback.
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