Manchester, I love you. Immediately it is necessary to warn all sufferers: "Banana" - is not a small cozy almanac about a variety of big (and not very) love. "Banana" - this is, if you will, a slice of life. Everyone's lives. Not only a strong middle class, pleasant to the eye of the viewer.
Because life is diverse, scary and magnificent. Because life is comical and tragic to the extreme. Because life does not end with our ideas about it. It is in motion, and it is to this movement that the boundless wisdom and surgical cruelty so inherent in it are communicated.
RTD dissects its city, its country and, perhaps, its life with great interest and great love.
Some episodes are dark; some are languishing with passion; some are full of feelings and emotions, but most importantly, all of them elicit a strong response. All of them generate anger, tenderness, pity, disgust, surprise, and hope.
Each image and each character is revealed so carefully and skillfully that it seems that you know these people not some twenty minutes (some, of course, also meet in "Cucumer"), which make up the footage of one series, but all your life.
I think that’s what gives actors not to play their roles, but to live them. Not a single person from all the motley, diverse and extensive caste never screwed up, which, in my opinion, says a lot about the skill of the writer.
To watch.
10 out of 10