Episode 3 was a classic where not very much happens. Characters willfully impede the investigation and every plot point feels like a dead end, until a frantic final three minutes which leaves you shaking your head and softly repeating the word “What?” to yourself over and over.
“I’m not well” says Saga in typical matter-of-fact style. If only it was always so easy to acknowledge your own mental health problems and ask for help. She then lists a devastating catalogue of personal disasters. “We’ve got a bit to work with” says the unflappable therapist, surely in the running for Understatement of the Year 2018. We hope with help Saga will turn the corner and apply her logical, analytical brain to her own situation, but Mummy is messing with her delicate mental state from beyond the grave – having her lawyer send childhood mementos to Saga’s workplace. Don’t open the box Saga! It’ll be about as much fun as Brad Pitt’s surprise gift in Seven.
The Danish sister from episode two, christened by the internet Öliver and Dødger, were such a perfect fit for a hole we’re desperate to be filled. Like a Choir of (Young) Believers the internet sang out in one voice “They could be Henrik’s daughters!” And he gets them home a lot faster than I’d have ever imagined, but now in context of their old bedroom he would recognise them, right? He seems to be the only person not swept up in the idea that they’re his long lost children. But one night at Henrik’s Hotel turns into two as these resourceful Tracy Beakers refuse to be sent off to any dumping ground.
It’s a series of emotional body blows for Henrik this week, as even Saga’s problems take a back seat to his. He’s seeing himself as a father again, cooking a family meal in warm domesticity. The girls offer him a lifeline, and maybe more information on the case. What are they holding back? Do they know Henrik’s girls? Are they part of the same gang run by a Scandi Fagin? (I’m picturing Sandi Toksvig in that role). He’s trying to deal with all this just as Saga wallops him with her own revelation – she’s pregnant and it’s his. She’s already pretty sure she wants a termination but he’s desperate to have his say too. This series was always going to be about the complex relationships between parents and children, but this twist I was not expecting.
So it seems Richard made up the Red October group to further his journalism career. What a jerk. It seems both he and his brother like performing and telling stories. Perhaps we really do know which twin is dead? I’m still not sure, given that Patrik was always so keen to impersonate his more successful brother.
Dan the violent taxi driver is in big trouble, held up at gunpoint and then garotted by his own employers. The serious organised crime element has arrived, and the mob boss looks to be the father of Leonora Remberg, the well-dressed clown-hating guy from episode 2. I could tell from his clothes he was either mobbed up or in Take That.
And there’s trouble in the Village of the Damned. Young Chris is set up as a thief, but Frank is happy to make all the problems go away, in return for a slightly too-long hug from vulnerable Sofie. She really knows how to pick them. Astrid is another one to watch – a hipster with a fierce fringe and a passion for dressing up and writing back stories for her characters. Maybe it’s a leap too far but is the village her and Harriett’s own personal dolls house? Leader Harriet (finally this week she has a name!) doesn’t want a neighbourhood watch sneaking around her streets at night. Is she trying to suppress the seeds of doubt in her community, or make sure no one sees her demonic midnight rituals up on’t moor. I’m getting powerful creepy witch vibes from her. I think it might be her hair.
Speaking of hair, the perfectly coiffed Taariq is holding out on police, and you can see why. He’s not about to do them any favours as he sits waiting for his inevitable deportation. Henrik is sympathetic to his plight, so much so that I did not see Taariq’s ‘escape’ coming at all. I was thinking “How on earth is he going to explain that one?!” just as the surveillance team got busy. I’m totally shipping the new tech team of John and Barbara. I hope they get to leave the office for a beer together one day.
Susanne the mild-mannered secretary is suddenly a suspect. Niels is still far dodgier in my opinion, and Saga won’t let up. Good. I bet he’s got mob connections.
Who is Taariq on the phone to? Has he bought a gun to murder this Morgan guy? Does the hairdresser/ mobster do Taariq’s hair? If so, can he do something similarly fantastic with mine?
Astrid moves from creepy to violent and clobbers a fellow villager – was he the guy with the missing laptop?
And those of us with coulrophobia are not surprised at all that a particularly terrifying clown is about to kidnap the mobster’s daughter with a GoPro strapped to his gigantic red wig. I know a hairdresser who can tame that monstrosity for you
My quote of the week goes to Natasha on Twitter who reminds us that ScandiNoir needs to be absorbing because humans are stupid. Years and years of watching subtitled drama and I still do this too.
See you next week!