Well, a difficult act to follow after the 1st one, but I'm pleased to say the 2nd season of 'The Blacklist' – see earlier post – with the mesmeric James Spader proved just as enjoyable.
For those with a taste for high-concept pop culture this is confident, witty, clever stuff, mining that peculiarly American paranoid territory of secret governments within governments, subversives in good suits, dizzying betrayal and triple-crossings. Bold cinematic television storytelling.
In spades.
Spader – after the disorientating translation of his every facial and postural tic onto a 15-foot high android villain in Marvel's "Avengers: Age of Ultron" – wraps the black material of Raymond 'Red' Reddington's world around himself again with relish, it seems.
Superb.
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