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Because of the dental emergency, I have accidentally seen the final episode of the American version. Most of it was excellent, resolved some things, gave a moment we'd all be waiting for, some tears, and then took a sharp left hand turn into stupid.
I mean really stupid.
In other news ... I was poking around BBC America and found a 'sequel' called Ashes to Ashes, where a different detective gets shot and ends up in 1981 with several of the same incidental characters. There is also a scary clown. I recall the spandex and cocaine 80s with a fair degree of clarity. I do not remember professional women wearing scoop tops that exposed their bra straps quite as often.
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