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.
How did this Netflix series, with its portentous Seventies vibe and implausible plot, come to be made?
A gold star for Ian Hislop's BBC2 immigration documentary.
Its heroine's frantic and complicated life, and her relish for every single one of its constituent parts, feel so wonderfully replete.
Its basic approach is to treat race and everything else with a certain comic jauntiness.
A woman who had disobeyed the regime is punished by having her right eye removed. But the plot is clairvoyant in other ways, too.
A surprisingly involving depiction of a clergyman provides the saintly contrast to the sinner being judged by a real jury.
A powerful drama exploring the Rochdale child grooming scandal contains miraculous performances
Mike Bartlett’s triumphant King Charles III and the plodding Barbara Windsor biopic Babs.
Trying to imagine such a thing is less than halfway to understanding it, but it’s a pretty good place to start.
I clutch at John and Kayleigh's potential for happiness as if at straws.