SummaryIt's 1956 and a new topical news programme is about to be launched on the BBC. The six-part drama (written by Abi Morgan) takes you behind-the-scenes as a passionate love triangle develops in the newsroom.
SummaryIt's 1956 and a new topical news programme is about to be launched on the BBC. The six-part drama (written by Abi Morgan) takes you behind-the-scenes as a passionate love triangle develops in the newsroom.
A 2011 series I got from Netflix that focuses on 1950’s British journalism in an era when Eisenhower was running for re-election, and England got involved with the Suez Crisis. These background events loom over the heads of a small group of dedicated and impassioned journalists who work for the BBC. Overworked and underpaid, the investigative reporters put together a news magazine show called The Hour, which appears to be an early predecessor to Sixty Minutes. Producer Bel Rowley (Romola Garai) deals with the period’s ambivalence about young, single women who choose careers over marriage and family. Bel is wary of commitment to men, so she keeps her close friendship to Freddie (Ben Whishaw) platonic, but gets intimately involved with her lead presenter, Hector (Dominic West), who happens to have a lovely wife named Marnie (Oona Chaplin). Television was different in those days as staff crammed into tiny sound booths without computers, giving vocal cues to switch cameras while counting down to the moment they’re on with a show of fingers and a dramatic 5-4-3-2-1. Showtime was like a launch at Cape Canaveral.
Having watched a number of British mini-series the last few years (Downton Abbey, The Musketeers, Wallander, Sherlock, Emma, Wolf Hall, Poldark, Indian Summers, and The Crimson Field, to name a few), I am getting the funny feeling that there are only about fifty actors in England, who get all the roles in every series. Most of them keep a low profile. A few of them cross over to Hollywood, such as Ben Whishaw, who looked uncannily familiar to me until I finally placed him as Q in Skyfall and Spectre. Others strained my memory, as well, until I finally recognized Romola Garai from Emma, Tom Burke from The Musketeers, Peter Capaldi also from The Musketeers (and Doctor Who), and Burn Gorman from Turn: Washington’s Spies (an American series where he played a Redcoat). Last but not least, there was Oona Chaplin, who as granddaughter of Charlie Chaplin and great-granddaughter of Eugene O’Neill, is clearly an American legacy but somehow grew up British and was last seen in The Crimson Field.
In spite of being haunted by this constant déjà vu, I found The Hour to be beautifully crafted and oh-so-British.
Warning: There is a lot of historical smoking in this series, as well as historical drinking (if there is such a thing).
I watched the first episode and I'm already intrigued. It is very hooking and I am recommending it to everyone I know. It's a must-see. The acting as well as the plot is fantastic.
Comparions to Mad Men seem way off to me. Definitely a slow burn sort of show, but well paced and really leads up to a fantastic finale. The show is both well written and well acted. As an American who was an over the top fan of "The Wire" it took some time to adjust to Dominic West's character, but Detective Mcnulty was fully in my rear view mirror by the time ep 3 rolled around. Could not recommend this show more. Stellar
Just watched the final episode of the first series and understand it has been commissioned for a second. Excellent work BBC. This is storytelling at it's best; thoughtful, considered and well paced. People have compared it with the excellent Mad Men but the only comparison is the time frame - this is very different in geography, context and concept. Compare the two and you're missing the point. I can't comment directly on the feel of the BBC at the time (although I understand the BBC was trying to overthrow government control at the time) however overall if definitely captures the era with rising issues such as racism, nationalism and equality at the forefront. An intriguing, if slightly obvious plot towards the end, delivered through superb acting and excellent direction. Can't wait for series 2.
I've only seen the first episode of "The Hour," and so far I don't have the same high opinion of the miniseries that most critics do. Maybe that will change when I have the chance to see more episodes, but for now, the plot lines are maddeningly confused and the action seems a bit plodding. I also candidly admit that after the first twenty minutes I was forced to retire to my computer just to see if I could dig up a plot summary that would explain to me what it was I had just seen. Also, perhaps I am going deaf or have suffered a stroke or something, but I found the dialogue difficult to understand. Have we reached the point where British English and American English have diverged to the point that there is a need for subtitles?
That said, I can see that the series has real possibilities. It is confusingly well-written (an oxymoron, I know). The staging gives a good impression of the shabby, struggling postwar Britain in which the Beeb was building up its news operation and its reputation as not just another tame broadcaster. I remember having similar mixed impressions about the first episode of "Tinker,Tailor, Soldier, Spy" when I viewed its first episode. Now it's one of the few miniseries I would ever give a 10, and one of the few that I like to watch over and over again. I don't expect such rosy results for "The Hour," but I am prepared to like it a lot more later than I do now.
Enticing ... but by the last episode you feel like you have just finished a meal made up of more sauce than meat. The show has the potential to be great, but it runs at far too slow a pace ... and, more importantly, the conspiracy is simply lacking in impact.
Over-hyped, but thankfully not yet over here [in the USA]. All the worst features of the BBC committee-style, commissar-style production are on view here. Some great actors, appalling script and no feel whatsoever for the ers. Almost every scene is drowned in anachronistic political correctness...race, women, health issue. Some Brit critics have complained but with the BBc few dare to challenge the monopoly. They have rallied around the flag to praise this but it does not stand up, especially to the trite comparisons to Mad Men.