Now Mad Dogs has reached its conclusion, I feel the need to blog about it again (Jo the Hat reviewed the first episode here). The problem is that I don’t want to spoil it for anyone who hasn’t seen it yet, which will be a fair few because of it being on Sky1.
Basically, you will want to get the DVD when it comes out. Seriously, you will. And you will want to see it without knowing anything about what happens, so if anyone tries to tell you, stick your fingers in your ears and shout “Blah blah blah!” very loudly until they stop, or until someone arrives with your medication.
It was, in a word, brilliant. Superbly acted by an all-star cast (Marc Warren, Max Beesley, Philip Glenister, John Simm and Ben Chaplin – now there’s an acting dream team), with Maria Botto as the most disturbing, sexy Spanish policewoman you could imagine, and Tomas Pozzi as a terrifyingly kinetic assassin. You could smell the suntan lotion and and practically see Marc Warren’s skin turning pink in front of your eyes. Feel the sense of mounting panic as the goat in the swimming pool in the first episode turned out to be a portent of far nastier things, and each character was forced to extremes. The final episode was the most tense thing I’ve seen in ages, and the ending, which I was worried would be a let-down, was anything but.
It’s not often that you get a drama that’s so beautifully written and acted, so bleakly dark but so funny at the same time. Genius.
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