Bulletproof (2019)

Perhaps not everything we watched needs to be laced with nuance: with cinemas closed, this is the kind of punchy, popcorn escapade that fills the blockbuster gap nicely.

This is a glossy spectacle of a show that is indebted to Hollywood. It barely bothers to dip below the surface, though it handles a domestic abuse storyline with sensitivity, and there is a brief discussion about parental responsibilities that adds a touch of depth. But that is not really what Bulletproof is here for.

You might want to have the closed captions switched on for Bulletproof, as some of the accents are Yankee-proof. Then again, if you miss out on the dialogue on this show you’re not missing much. That’s because, thanks to director Nick Love, each episode of Bulletproof is chockablock with car chases, foot pursuits and other Hollywood octane movie tropes. Another thing it’s loaded with: gunfire. Lots and lots of gunfire.

The chemistry and back-and-forth energy between Clarke and Walters is great. The actual dialogue in their banter is not, so either you get caught up in how hard they're working to make you believe the characters are chummy or you get bogged down in wishing that the chumminess was more clever.