
Is it just me, or has TV been especially dour for too long? Mr Bates vs The Post Office. Endless serial killer dramas, from the Sixth Commandment and The Long Shadow to Monsters. Po-faced people talking about political coups in Shogun and doomed lovers in One Day.
At the moment, it seems as though we’re deep in an era of serious television: television that’s tailor-made by streaming services to win awards. This month, we’ve been treated to a feast of sepia-tinted banking in the form of Industry season three. Most of that involves people backstabbing and betraying each other about money. There’s death. And then, trauma. The critics love it. Boy, is it stressful to watch though.