Crossing Lines

I had high hopes of this. Something pan-European, with a great cast. Something with a bit of sophistication, and a need for subtitles (which I, Ms Smarty Pants, might not need). Yay!

Crossing Lines - Season 1

Watched the first in the series last night, and quickly realised this is just another cop show predicated on abusing and killing women in the most gruesome way possible. And when the dead dog turned up as well, I deleted the rest of the episodes I’d accumulated and turned off the recording. This is surely grubbing about at the bottom of the barrel?

Like there aren’t enough sadists in the world looking for inspiration, without scriptwriters bending their talents towards giving them new ideas.

Such a shame, as the cast was excellent and the script sharp. Unfortunately the application of scalpels, long sharp knives and fingerprint grinder-offers put it past the tolerable post for me. And when the killer chose himself a dog from the Pound simply to disguise himself as a dog walker at the scene of his crime, and then killed the dog when he was finished … well, major yukfest.

We are currently experiencing yet another wave of misogyny. I know series 1 of Crossing Lines is well behind that particular curve (they’re up to at least series 3 now) but whatever possessed schedulers to decide to show this now, with institutional misogyny in the UK police force recently front and centre in the news and women routinely targets of abuse both verbal and physical? It’s not like abuse of animals is in decline either.

Cheap shots. And nasty.

Published by Judi Moore

Hi there, I hope you find something to interest you here. In December 2017 I published my fourth book – ‘Wonders will never cease’. It’s a satirical campus novel set in the fictional Ariel University in 1985. If you enjoyed Tom Sharpe’s Porterhouse novels, Willy Russell’s ‘Educating Rita’, David Lodge’s campus novels or Malcolm Bradbury’s ‘The History Man’ back in the day, you may enjoy revisiting the ivory towers of 1980s’ academe thirty years on. See what you think. “It is December, 1985. The year is winding gently towards its close until Fergus Girvan, a Classicist at Ariel University, finds his research has been stolen by the man who is also seeking to steal his daughter. But which man is, actually, the more unscrupulous of the two? And is there hope for either of them?” In the autumn of 2015 I published a volume of short fiction: 'Ice Cold Passion and other stories'. I am also the author of novella 'Little Mouse', a shortish piece of historical fiction which I published in 2014 and, a sequel to it, 'Is death really necessary?', my eco thriller set in the near future and which, confusingly, I published in 2009. All the books are available from all good online bookshops and FeedARead on paper, and as e-books on Kindle. On a semi-regular basis, and about a month after the event, I post here reviews which I do for Big Al & Pals, the premier reviewer of indie books, based in the States. My interests tend to thrillers, SF, magic realism and other quirky stuff. On this blog are also posted the reviews I did for Leighton Buzzard Music Club over some five years up to the end of 2015. LBMC present annual seasons of eight monthly chamber music concerts at the Library Theatre in Leighton Buzzard, Bucks. They select young musicians just beginning to make their name - and the concerts are usually magnificent. I was very proud to be associated with them. I review other music, books, theatre and exhibitions which I've particularly enjoyed.

One thought on “Crossing Lines

  1. Agree completely with these sentiments, Judi. Usually, by the end of episode two, in a lot of stuff we find ourselves watching, a kidnapped person (with or without hood) is shown chained to an old metal chair in a disused factory and a masked killer is seen brandishing ‘implements’. Cancel recording. Delete recorded episodes. End of series for us.

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