SummaryWar-veteran-turned-police Sergeant David Budd (Richard Madden) is promoted to the protection detail for controversial conservative Home Secretary Julia Montague (Keeley Hawes) in this drama series created by Jed Mercurio.
SummaryWar-veteran-turned-police Sergeant David Budd (Richard Madden) is promoted to the protection detail for controversial conservative Home Secretary Julia Montague (Keeley Hawes) in this drama series created by Jed Mercurio.
Bodyguard might be [creator Jed Mercurio's] Homeland. ... From its opening sequence, a breathless 20-minute set piece on a passenger train, it's clear that no loyalty will go untested or plot untwisted. [19/26 Oct 2018, p.91]
This show excels at both the daring, gasp-inducing twist and the methodical construction of slower-burning thrills. The finale, for instance, features a lengthy sequence of almost physically painful tension, a bravura bit of television that could only exist on a show in which we’ve been primed to understand that truly anything can happen.
YES! Amazing performances from Richard Madden; whose almost impossible to look away from. All the women actresses are also super. Performances 9/10. Well-written, NOT too many episodes stretched out too long. lots of suspense. In the final coda, a striking twist beautifully acted from the woman who at the start plays a victim.
It boasts terrific performances, unpredictable twists, and a stack of fanfic-favorite tropes (if the series’ title has you thinking of Whitney Houston, you’re frankly on the right track) executed with polish and flair. Though the thread of tension crackling at the show’s center doesn’t quite make it all the way through to the end, the journey is still enough of a roller coaster to make it well worth the ride.
The plot is determined to make us change our minds about who could be a mole every ten minutes. Muslim characters are pigeonholed as potential terrorists, although that’s a trope that Bodyguard tries to subvert with a modest amount of success. And yet, even on those occasions when it lands exactly where you think it’s headed, it still threads a compelling enough needle to keep its audience hooked.
There are several things that work really well in the series’ final episode, and could leave the door open for another season, and other revelations that feel like a bit of a letdown. But ultimately, Bodyguard is an exhilarating ride that truly showcases Madden as a major talent.
American viewers may not grasp all the subtleties of British government bureaucracy, but the cast of well-drawn characters--Anjli Mohindra is a standout as Nadia, the would-be suicide bomber--make Bodyguard compulsively watchable.
Madden doesn’t do enough to distract us when Mercurio’s plot twists veer from reality or his characters refuse to act like rational humans. In Bodyguard, Mercurio’s breakneck story feels, at every moment, both carefully constructed and made up on the spot. ... It can also be a blast, if you’re all about the mystery and the forward momentum and your requirements for plausibility and psychological realism aren’t high.
Une série qui suscite à tout le moins la curiosité… du moins… au moins le temps du premier épisode, le premier des 6 et pourtant, on ne peut pas dire que ça avance vraiment au vu du nombre restreint de ces putains d’épisodes… qui durent quand même une plombe chacun ! et dès la fin du premier, la torpeur commence à s’installer. Malgré éventuellement un sursaut lors du second…
Mais à vrai dire, la série entière est une mélasse à complots comploteurs sur fond de terrorisme et surtout sous l’égide d’un agenda SJW gauchiste très serré : les attentats, les morts, pas de problème… mais des lois « liberticides », jamais de la vie ! surveiller les communications suspectes alors que tous les trous de balles sont déjà suivis à la trace par leurs réseaux sociaux qui leur reniflent le fion H24, alors là, non… , trop, c’est tropico et surtout « liberticide » ! y a que Gogol et Fessebouc qui ont le droit de me surveiller ! et Amacon aussi.
M’enfin bref, de toute façon, les incohérences se bousculent au portillon de ce merdier qui n’arrête pas de sortir des lapins magiques de son chapeau et en gros, ça se résume simplement à « on vous ment, on vous spolie », le couplet habituel des paranos gauchos et de la presse mange-merde qui met de l’huile sur le feu : du classique.
Et plus on avance, plus la série se délite de plus en plus et finit par sombrer dans le burlesque : ça en devient grotesque tellement c’est pas croyable, ridicule et ça reste en définitive du grand n’importe quoi de A à Z.