Hidden Series Blog: Episode 3 Review

*We’ve stopped assigning Hidden star-ratings because we all know it’s bloody great..

HIDDEN: Thursday 20th October, BBC1, 9pm

This week’s episode of Hidden proceeded to storm on with the plot at speeds which varied between “breakneckâ€? and “relentless gallopâ€?.

The full cast of names and faces that episodes one and two had worked so hard to introduce were taken full advantage of as Harry and Gina’s worlds collided in spectacular fashion. I was somewhat relieved to see Harry throw the enigmatic Ms Hawkes about a bit because he finally teased out of her pouted lips the real reason for all this melodramatic sneaking about.

Gina is tracking Jason Styles because he ordered the assassinations of her high-flying lawyer parents back in the 80s (though this was not acceptable). Finally we discover the identity of the baguette-wielding blonde of episode one! What’s more, Gina now suspects him of involvement with the recent attempts made on her life. As many of you will have predicted, Sir Nigel Fountain (Suchet), sworn protector, is not all that he appeared to be and there are now hints that he could well have a finger stuck in this rather bloody pie.

The political undercurrent is running fast and furious towards the press conference where current PM, Worsley, will be unveiled as a swindling git; leaving the way clear for the slimy Wentworth to rise up. The newspaper press continues to be depicted as the conspiring, power hungry nut jobs that the country already believes them to be. And with riots worsening on the streets of London, the opportunity for new PM Wentworth to swoop in and save the day is “now!â€?. This means the pressure on Styles and his help desk team to dispose of troublemakers is piled sky high, a gripping denouement next week is guaranteed.

Meanwhile, Venn fesses up to Gina about his former life as a getaway driver for bad boy brother, Mark, who was paid by Styles to murder two chaps at a country house. As he swigs his woes away chez Gina’s-artist-friend’s house in Paris, he stares Gina in the eye with those weary baby-blues and admits that he is “scaredâ€?. “They say the truth sets you free, but the truth is going to send me to prisonâ€?, he shrugs. Poor Harry, caught between a desire to uncover the secrets of his brother’s death and keeping his own neck safe. Despite his dejected face and being surrounded by candles in the heart of Parisian bohemia, Gina resists Venn’s advances. Quoi? Give it time viewers, she’ll crack.

The father /son/daughter dynamic played a large part in this week’s events. Harry pays a visit to his bitter, nicotine-stained old dad who is less than pleased to see his estranged son (though it was a relief to hear somebody finally notice the fact that he has now been donning the same crusty suit and unwashed complexion for the past three days). Daddy Venn evidently feels no sympathy towards the “terribleâ€? condition of his son and holds him solely responsible for the death of Mark. Years of vicious arguments echo around the dingy flat and in the air between the pair. Both Glenister and his on-screen father do a great job creating such an intense and complex relationship in this, their first encounter of the series.

This strained father-son bond is echoed when Harry takes a trip to prison to visit his incarcerated son, who is facing a lengthy sentence for drug dealing. “Stand your ground…and stop crying. Don’t let anyone see you cryâ€?, advises Harry in a pep talk which seems aimed at himself as much as the snivelling teen in front of him. “There are some things…you just have to see them through to the endâ€? and going out to greet his newly acquired gun, it seems that Harry will be doing just that.

Gina too may have been let down by her own guardian and father figure, Fountain, after he brings her face to face with the bald-headed hit man Styles. Introducing him as Mr Christy, does Fountain know the real identity of this government-hired thug? Is he also up to his neck in this simmering broth of corruption and downright nastiness? Surely not, Suchet.

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