Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries
Amazon recently renewed the first season of the decade-old Australian TV series titled “Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries.” It was filmed in Melbourne in an area made to look like the 1920’s. Her house is a hoot, the cars are from the period, and the storyline is incidental. It is hilarious. She is always involved in some mad adventure when she’s not sleeping with the hunk of the week. The music theme is authentic 1920’s Dixieland Jazz. Modern versions are too slow. I even bought an MP3 of the soundtrack with all the groovy tunes.
I had forgotten how much I loved the series. Unfortunately, Prime Video is only showing season one. If you want season two and three, you need to sign up for Acorn Video. This series is like what my mother loved about Agatha Christie’s stories. The murders were usually off screen, or at least not violent even though deadly. And no one cussed. I’ll admit these are even more contrived, and you never will figure out who “dun it” because they don’t give you the important information until the last minute. It’s more like a comedy series than a murder series, some of which these days are exceedingly grim.
All the action movies now are so violent and filled with blood and gore that they almost make me sick. I can see why teenagers now are so blasé about violence, as though it is all a joke.
I’ll confess that the end of the day I like to crash and watch a movie or a TV series that can sustain my interest for several episodes. I’ve stayed with Netflix and Prime Video although I’ve sampled some of the livestreaming services periodically. I guess my primary criteria are that the programs have believable characters or those with lots of charm or interest. One of my favorite series was the 1987 BBC series “The Fortunes of War.” It contained one of the most amusing collection of characters I’ve seen. I admit that recently I made an exception with “Purple Hearts” just because of the actor Nicolas Galitzine. Such a heart throb!
Colorful arch at OutRaleigh 2023
When I was trying to write this article, I kept getting interrupted every 30 minutes with news reports about the progress of the attempted coup in Russia. I still haven’t heard any reasonable explanation of why the Wagner commander suddenly turned around on the march to Moscow. Where did all the videos come from?
ABC-11 was very much in view at OutRaleigh. When I came home from church Sunday, I spent a couple of hours on ABC News livestream of the Pride Parades in New York City, Chicago, and San Francisco. I finally succumbed to time and location warp. It’s not just in Florida that Disney has gone gay.
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