What will we do now Detectorists has come to an end. The greatest comedy on television for years saved it's best episode for last. Mackenzie Crook has written and directed the three short series of what will become a classic. The bitter sweet humour has an emotional tug very few dramas can match. Mark Braxton in the Radio Times online is also a big fan. Amongst his extolling the virtues of the programme comes:
Modern comedies are often predicated on cruelty: laughs are hard, clanging or sharp as barbed wire. In its quiet, undemonstrative way, Detectorists has ploughed its own furrow. Buried in its field of fun are evergreen truths about life, and the things we don’t say but should. So if kindness and companionship are unfashionable, I know which side of the hedge I’d rather stand.
My favourite of the marvellous tiny clips in the concluding scene is when Lance's girlfriend and Andy's wife meet in the field and share a glass of wine. I cannot remember seeing them before in the same shot. Brilliant.
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