Rachel Cooke trained as a reporter on The Sunday Times. She is now a writer at The Observer. In the 2006 British Press Awards, she was named Interviewer of the Year.
I try to imagine the meeting where they decided to commission the series. “Hey, what about if we bring the guy to a whole new generation?”
Waldemar Januszczak thinks it was responsible for turning the British into a nation of modern-art lovers. Rachel Cooke disagrees.
Kids on the Edge made me wonder why the adults agreed to let their children be filmed. Plus: the adaptation of Zadie Smith’s NW.
Peter Morgan's new Netflix series is a dark, sometimes comic dive into the psyche of royalty. Plus: Close to the Enemy.
I get all the references and recognise the cleverness of its tricksy plots – but Charlie Brooker's new series is patchier than its fans would admit.
The Young Pope stars Jude Law as a pious yet sensuous pontiff. Even so, I didn't expect it to matter to me whether or not the character believes.
Whenever Anthony Hopkins appears, you’re only five seconds away from another lame aphorism. Plus: Divorce.
From Gaycation to Balls Deep, the new channel is plucky, funny and brilliantly informative.
What did anyone expect Savile to tell the documentary maker in 2000? And why would 75 minutes broadcast now un-muddy the waters?
Five more episodes to go, after which its “feminist” writer (his word, not mine), Allan Cubitt, should pull the plug on it at last. Plus: Damned.
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