Where shall we go from here? That must be the question that confronts any person intent on creating a new British crime drama. Shall we go gritty? Shall we go dark? Humorous? Urban? Darkly humorous with a hint of urban grit? It’s all been done to death. Which is where the second series of Suspects (Channel 5, Wednesday) comes in.
The widely acclaimed first series was refreshing and innovative, stealing fly-on-the-wall-style filming back from spoof reality television to thrilling dramatic effect. Series two retains the cast and tenor of the original, but abandons the “one episode, one crime” approach in favour of a single crime, to be investigated throughout the four-part series. Other than that, it’s more of the same.
In a good way: the more layers of realism inserted between the viewing public and Eighties police telly, the better. The BBC’s gruesome and hard-hitting Happy Valley managed it by providing a middle-aged female protagonist, but there remained a slight sense of hamminess about it. Not so Suspects, which sucks all the glamour out of its portrayal of policing in London, giving the programme an arresting authenticity.
Well, not quite all the glamour. Maybe Detective Sergeant Jack Weston (Damien Molony) was a little too clean-cut and pretty to be convincing. But his acting was superb. The same could be said of his sidekick, DC Charlotte Steele (Clare-Hope Ashitey) and the boss of their station, DI Martha Bellamy (Fay Ripley).
In fact, all the acting was sterling. Former Emmerdale star Dominic Power was utterly convincing as Saul Hammond, a suspect suffering from mental illness; EastEnders’ Charlie Brooks was chilling as the victim’s wife; and Luke Newberry (In the Flesh) shone as a 19-year-old male prostitute.
Perhaps the performances were so successful because – as in the first series – the actors had been given just a detailed synopsis of the plot rather than a hard-and-fast script. This produced an ad-lib realism, at times almost unnervingly true to life.
But the plot was absurdly fast-moving, and at times could be rather far-fetched. We had an attempted murder; multiple interrogations of a paranoid schizophrenic; the arrest and questioning of a rent-boy; and the capture of an extremely dodgy blackmailer. All in a single day, with two officers on the case! If only the real-life Met could provide such value for money.
Overall, however, Suspects was sassy, gritty and cynical – a brick in the wall for 21st century, reality-TV-inspired verisimilitude.