1.4 Kismet If, that is, you can keep up with the spiralling-outwards plot. Last week I crossed my fingers and wished that we’d already met the cast that would shepherd us through the series’ remaining episodes, as the place was becoming overcrowded with underwritten characters. This episode, to add to the existing roster, arrived a Belfastian godfather, a mysterious priest, a hunk in a wheelchair, a framed pimp, and a dead Communist. I’d better stop wishing for stuff. It was Aidan’s turn to spend time in front of the flashback wall this week, after Hunter’s erstwhile lover/potential assassin discovered her secret room (well what did we expect, he is a spy). Instead of experiencing blurry orange flashbacks though, all he had to go on were Hunter’s somewhat feeble-minded felt-tipped arrows and notes to self: “Why did he hire me?”, “Who runs Byzantium?”, “Why do I have so many hats?” and “Is anyone at home following all this?”. The creepy fake Dr Goebel is taking a somewhat dilatory approach to assassinating Hunter, first biding his time on stealthy surveillance, and then (according to next week’s teaser) attempting to perform the old syringe/eyeball trick on her in a leafy suburban street in broad daylight. He’s obviously not Hourglass’ best operative… The episode saw another dark and bloody gag crept in to sit alongside last week’s line about Hassan’s boot. Have you heard the one about the Communist beaten to death with a bust of Karl Marx? It’s a cracker, as was much of Kismet, once you’ve done the necessary and quelled the voice of your inner sceptic with some spiky sedative-laced jewellery. Follow our Twitter feed for faster news and bad jokes right here. And be our Facebook chum here.
