Any port in a storm
Originally written for Lesbilicious Magazine
One week we’re watching Casualty, the next we’re in a sitcom. At least that’s what last night’s episode of Lip Service felt like, with Sadie’s comedy cheese theft, Tess’s bad date and Sam’s tearful discovery that Cat had been sleeping with Frankie.
Ok, well maybe not that last part.
Hopefully this new, light-hearted tone is here to stay, although it’s equally possible they decided to have a fairly jolly episode to make up for the fact the last three have been bleaker than a harrowing documentary about war atrocities presented by a weeping child.
However, if Lip Service really is going down a more tongue in cheek route (ahem), it’d be very welcome as one of the main problems of series one was that it took itself rather seriously: not an ideal decision if your programme contains ultra-unrealistic morgue sex scenes and unsubtle Jeremy Kyle-style story arcs (“My Dad Is Really My Uncle!”)
Having said that, it seems Lexy’s ‘stalker’ storyline is heading down the same sort of road. Last night, she found a note in her locker that simply said- ‘I know’. If you’re wondering where that rates on the cliché scale, it’s an 8: just above a villain deciding to lock the hero in a room with a slow moving laser beam instead of killing them outright, but below a police officer in a crime drama dying a day before retirement.
Read the rest of the review here
