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shallowness) wrote2015-05-11 08:03 am
shallowness) wrote2015-05-11 08:03 am
Entry tags:
- home fires,
- tv,
- uk
Back to September 1939
Home Fires episode 2
So, a chance to get more of a feel for the shape of the series here, with each episode ‘covering’ a month, the idea being that they have a monthly meeting, I suppose, except they keep having extraordinary meetings so it’s more than that. I thought it was interesting that they skipped the decleration of war, although it’s almost a cliché/shorthand and most of last episode was about how everyone in the village saw it coming.
I am really enjoying Mrs Baden learning how to lead – basically it's politics 101, and apparently her sister joining forced with Steph from the farm is enough to get her to rethink. I am now convinced that Annis is doing what I thought she was doing.
So, apart from Iron Lady Joyce, Bob the Domestic Abuser, the bottle blonde telephone operator and that man from the Choamber of Commerce, everyone in the village is shown as mostly being decent, if under various strains and temptations. (Too cosy, some may claim, but it’s helping the show slip down for me at present.)
I really liked the development of Alice, who was just shown as a shade-like widow, grieving her husband’s death in the last war, in the first ep. Watching her be totally mistress of Boris (Boris!?) the dog, help out by giving Teresa the teacher a room and put her livelihood at risk by taking the common good’s side over the profiteer showed she had much more to her.
Butcher Bryn’s ‘Welsh’ accent is making me twitchy, as. to my ears, it veers north (coastline) and south (Valleys) in one sentence. The wife sounds like she comes from Barry (maybe the actress isn’t Welsh, but just listened a lot to Ruth Jones in Gavin and Stacy. I could be totally wrong, mind amd both are actually Welsh.)
Enter the RAF with the young pilot (ha, envious jealous doctor’s daughter, he chose the one who was good in an emergency, not the one trying on ‘womanly wiles’) and the hot but clumsy officer at the rector’s house. (Oh dear.) You’d think the bottle blonde at the exchange would lift her gaze to their likes. At least her explanation about the postie not being a farmer made some sense of why she was into him, because I was thinking he wasn’t that hot or wealthy, apart from obviously being more suited to Clare.
I hope Mrs B gets her way and digs up the cricket pitch for FOOD, partly because I’m no great lover of cricket, and Mrs Cameron called in the men, with a lie, to win the battle, but also because I appreciate the audacity of it. The glimpses of supportive friendships built on the basis of the WI and watching women do politics (against a backdrop where they had to make their way through the male space of the pub to meet) is warming the cockles of my heart.
Is this village a real place or an amalgamation of several?
So, a chance to get more of a feel for the shape of the series here, with each episode ‘covering’ a month, the idea being that they have a monthly meeting, I suppose, except they keep having extraordinary meetings so it’s more than that. I thought it was interesting that they skipped the decleration of war, although it’s almost a cliché/shorthand and most of last episode was about how everyone in the village saw it coming.
I am really enjoying Mrs Baden learning how to lead – basically it's politics 101, and apparently her sister joining forced with Steph from the farm is enough to get her to rethink. I am now convinced that Annis is doing what I thought she was doing.
So, apart from Iron Lady Joyce, Bob the Domestic Abuser, the bottle blonde telephone operator and that man from the Choamber of Commerce, everyone in the village is shown as mostly being decent, if under various strains and temptations. (Too cosy, some may claim, but it’s helping the show slip down for me at present.)
I really liked the development of Alice, who was just shown as a shade-like widow, grieving her husband’s death in the last war, in the first ep. Watching her be totally mistress of Boris (Boris!?) the dog, help out by giving Teresa the teacher a room and put her livelihood at risk by taking the common good’s side over the profiteer showed she had much more to her.
Butcher Bryn’s ‘Welsh’ accent is making me twitchy, as. to my ears, it veers north (coastline) and south (Valleys) in one sentence. The wife sounds like she comes from Barry (maybe the actress isn’t Welsh, but just listened a lot to Ruth Jones in Gavin and Stacy. I could be totally wrong, mind amd both are actually Welsh.)
Enter the RAF with the young pilot (ha, envious jealous doctor’s daughter, he chose the one who was good in an emergency, not the one trying on ‘womanly wiles’) and the hot but clumsy officer at the rector’s house. (Oh dear.) You’d think the bottle blonde at the exchange would lift her gaze to their likes. At least her explanation about the postie not being a farmer made some sense of why she was into him, because I was thinking he wasn’t that hot or wealthy, apart from obviously being more suited to Clare.
I hope Mrs B gets her way and digs up the cricket pitch for FOOD, partly because I’m no great lover of cricket, and Mrs Cameron called in the men, with a lie, to win the battle, but also because I appreciate the audacity of it. The glimpses of supportive friendships built on the basis of the WI and watching women do politics (against a backdrop where they had to make their way through the male space of the pub to meet) is warming the cockles of my heart.
Is this village a real place or an amalgamation of several?