I'm so over . . .
My most recent thing to be over is Grantchester, a BBC/PBS series. I am not entirely sure why I kept watching it this season because it was devolving more and more into soap opera, and it has hit rock bottom. The premise was intriguing: young, good-looking Anglican priest who has psychological wounds from WWII and whose long-time friend decides to marry wealth instead of the person she should; I assume she doesn't share his mission and wants to make her family happy. His work in the parish leads him into helping the unbelieving police detective solve local crimes, mostly murders. It would have done better to say with the mystery-solving, but it became more about the sins of the characters. The priest character is like the worst priest ever, and he gets away with things that never would have been tolerated in 1950s Anglicanism. Of course, there has to be a homosexual character, which ends up being the nerdy assistant priest, who is a better priest but who wants a relationship