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.
Netflix thinks of its audience in much the same way as small children think of ducks: keep the bread coming and fast, or they'll soon waddle away.
James Graham's mischievous account of the heady days following the last election is Where’s Wally? for people who watch Newsnight.
Rachel Cooke reviews The Billion Dollar Chicken Shop and Back in Time for Dinner.
The new Poldark looks like a tourist board campaign for Cornwall, only with stagecoaches where there should be surfboards.
Season three of House of Cards reaps diminishing returns.
Plus Suffragettes Forever! – a good series let down by its tone and speed.
J K Rowling adaptation The Casual Vacancy and Channel 4's Indian Summers lack something for our critic.
In Parliament, deals are being cut everywhere. Some are gruesome, others merely farcical.
The series killed off Christopher Eccleston to let Sofie Gråbøl and Stanley Tucci steal the show. Intriguing or batty? It's both.
Churchill: the Nation's Farewell and Modern Times: the Vikings Are Coming turn to life old and new.
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