Ordinary, unscripted teachers do what no amount of professional PR ever could in this unexpectedly brilliant programme.
It was his stay in St Petersburg that touched and horrified most. The reedy young activists he met were so brave – they made me think of silver birch trees in a violent ice storm – and we got a frighteningly authentic whiff of the prevailing atmosphere.
There was a dual tone throughout this programme: a kind of impatient casting up of the eyes to heaven about Britain’s lack of tax incentives for luxury craftsmen, and a deep smugness that many of our producers have neither the backing nor even any remote
Raymond Blanc's comment that the hugely popular baking show contains "not much skills, female tears" is symptomatic of widespread prejudice about women's roles at home and at work.
Kerry Washington, star of <em>Scandal</em>, is the first black woman to be starring in a US primetime network show since the 1970s.
This was a pale imitation of a pale imitation - but I loved it.
Where are the Somalian faces and the realistic depictions of Multi-Cultural London English? What used to be a boundary-pushing British institution is rapidly becoming completely irrelevant.
Channel Five has plumbed the depths of human decency with its latest scapegoating programme.
The trouble with Atlantis isn’t that the drama is so lame; it's that its jokes are.
After the show's creator Vince Gilligan spent years promising moral retribution - did Walter get off too lightly?
Laurie took to the lectern and described in detail the genesis of the song. The detail, the sheer pedantry, was simultaneously thrilling and unbearable.
“You know that what danger doesn’t do is call ahead . . . unless it’s the IRA.”
From the lullaby in Rosemary's Baby to Bernard Herrmann's final score in Taxi Driver, an unforgettable episode of BBC Radio 3's In Tune discussed music in thrillers.
Old age doesn't have to be a case of moving into a care home and "sitting in a circle with one's mouth open."
The temperature reduces to a wheezing, purgatorial thaw, in the penultimate episode of Breaking Bad.
We watch The Midwives, I think, because it is the story of us.
Where pleas rang out for us to watch the show that day online instead of merely listening.
The box populi can tell us a lot about our current state. And I'm on TV's side.
If chemistry is the study of change, then what we are left with after a major family loss is pure, unadulterated Heisenberg.
Fun-wise, it's been an unspectacular summer in New York
I loved watching the first part of the new documentary Educating Yorkshire. All I could think was: “No school for me, suckers!”
You probably haven’t heard of John Lloyd – but this self-described Stoic, whose career was derailed by depression, has probably made you laugh more times than anyone else.
And they love it.
Low on dialogue, heavy on artillery.
I remember my parents’ friends telling me that if Shakespeare had been alive in the 1960s, he’d have been a pop star. Now, it’s more likely he would be writing television dramas for HBO.
Sean "P Diddy" Combs claims to be an "Abbey-head". Michelle Obama requested advanced copies of the most recent series, and invited Hugh Bonneville and Elizabeth McGovern to the White House - what do the yanks see in it that so many Brits don't?
The BBC's new and much-trailed series about a workaholic detective who just can't let go strains credulity, despite its worthy-enough intentions.
There are numerous routes to television - through radio, books and film. Is the upcoming adaptation of the Coen brothers' excellent "Fargo" something we need to be worried about?
Prince Albert is presented as a man convinced that the key to cultural progress lay in material inventiveness in a wistful documentary on London's Crystal Palace.
Jesse suffers a crisis of confidence - he's not the only one.