One great mystery series that hasn’t made a lot of noise here in the U.S. yet (at least, I’ve not heard much about it) is the ITV show Vera.*
I’m not quite sure why that is. Because it’s not flashy? Because it’s not headlined by a hot guy? (See: Sherlock. Luther. Shetland. Case Histories. And really, I do mean go SEE them, they’re awesome. But still. You get my point.) Because its several series consist of stand-alone 90-minute episodes, and those take a bit longer to binge-watch? It’s a mystery.**
Vera is about DI Vera Stanhope, played by Brenda Blethyn, and is set in the Northumberland region of Great Britain (in the far northeast of England, snuggling right up to Scotland, trying for warmth, probably): That means rugged moors, moody weather, lots of atmospheric outdoorsy shots. Stanhope’s a brilliant detective but a bit of a mess otherwise: dealing with a lot of family history, kinda shlubby in appearance, definitely demanding of her lieutenant, Joe. (And wow, talking of hot guys.) But anyone who underestimates her soon learns that it may take her a while, but she’ll just keep beating her head against the wall of whatever crime she’s trying to solve until it gets solved. She emphatically doesn’t make it look pretty, and yet she turns out to be effective. Let’s put it this way: Vera’s my kind of woman. Screw form, and function is only achieved through what seems like sheer bloody-mindedness. I’m a little in love with Vera, if you must know.
Which means, of course, that I’m a bit in love with Brenda Blethyn, and oh, I so totally am. She really got her first deserving props for being in Mike Leigh’s movie Secrets and Lies, but I haven’t seen that one. (Whenever I see the name “Mike Leigh” I shudder a bit. There’s realism, and there’s grittiness, and then there’s Mike Leigh. Mike Leigh’s films are just a bit, ahem, too visceral for me–you literally only have to watch the first minute of “Naked” to see what I mean, but I wouldn’t recommend it.) But I have seen, approximately several million times, the movie Little Voice. And Blethyn’s performance in that, up against Michael Caine (and Jane Horrocks and Ewan McGregor, no slouches themselves) is sheer brilliance. You hate her, she’s a totally unlikable character, but still: WOW.
She’s also an actress we just don’t hear enough about in the States, so it’s time to correct that. Start with Vera, and move on to the rest of her filmography (she was also very good in the miniseries Between the Sheets, if you can find it) as the spirit takes you.
**Thankfully there’s a lot of love for Blethyn and the series online.