The Soul of Genius,
with a screenplay by Rachel Bennette, was the first instalment of the new series
of Lewis, shown last week. By a happy coincidence, it was screened just before I
set off for a week-end in Oxford, and very enjoyable it was too.
Writing for Lewis must,
I suspect, be both easy and difficult at the same time. Easy because the basic
infrastructure – the characters and setting – are so strong and appealing.
Difficult because it is so hard to avoid the trap of formula. I thought Rachel
Bennette – not a writer I’m familiar with – rose to the challenge superbly. It’s
one of the best crime screenplays I’ve watched for a long time.
I say this even though
she used two plot elements – one of them to do with “The Hunting of the Snark”,
the other a particular kind of club – that I’ve played around with myself in
the past, without doing anything much with them. I felt she used them very
cleverly. I feared she was going to come up with the familiar ploy of having
the killer turn out to be someone the cop fancied. But her solution was neat
and unexpected. Very good.
As for Oxford in real
life, it was as enchanting as ever. Among the highlights was a trip to the revamped and deeply impressive Ashmolean Museum. The younger Edwardses are both due to face
exams shortly. But the exams, however difficult they may prove to be, are a
small price to pay for living such a privileged existence for three years. And thankfully there aren't so many murders there in real life as there are in fiction.
(By the way, Blogger still isn't letting me upload photos - is anyone else suffering similarly?)
(By the way, Blogger still isn't letting me upload photos - is anyone else suffering similarly?)
