I don't hate anything that's 'in', I just hate being pestered. It's boring and makes me grumpy. Everywhere I look there's hype. Hype on social media, hype at the Oscars, hype at work, hype at the gym, hype in my real world, hype in my virtual world. Hype, hype, hype. And then I had a double epiphany: hype has killed my cultural mojo!!!
Reinventing Francis Urquhart, political manipulator from the pen of Michael Dobbs and his House of Cards trilogy present on our screens in the early 90's, was going to take some doing. But I do believe Netflix has pulled it off. I've stopped at two, ok three. And as I burp on the layered cake of political intrigue, game playing and negotiations, a peculiar aftertaste strikes me.