Ah, Britain...
Casually walking past a prominently placed "Big Ben" on our way to work every morning, then meeting our friends Darcy and Bingley in Trafalgar Square for a lunch of tea and crumpets (or scones, I forget which one it's meant to be). We fluster and search awkwardly for words in our flawless cut-glass accents la Hugh Grant. And it's all jolly spiffing, if I do say so myself.
The opening episodes of Bones season 4 are painful to watch as they painstakingly recreate all of those grating little stereotypes about Britain that Americans apparently know and love. This is not a case of 'taking a joke', I am watching one of my favourite trashy drama series through the gaps in my fingers as I groan and cringe. Brennan and Booth look on as the parade of clich marches on and really you've got to wonder how the actors managed to keep their straight faces.
Also, what is this thing that Americans have with tea? Yes! Yes! We drank a quarter of the world's supply but that was 200 years ago. Why keep bringing it up? What was America dominating 200 years ago? I can't think of one hold on ah yes, that's right: slavery. But do we mention that every time a British drama ventures across the pond? No.
I'm sorry for utterly failing to comment on the mystery. The storyline itself was fairly basic and so utterly uninteresting that beyond the plot holes and minor annoyances there is actually very little to talk about. It was all a little average (at best).moreless





