I know, I know, it seems a little strange to review Downton Abbey when it’s already in its fourth series. And it’s probably a somewhat risky endeavour, given that, well, everybody loves Downton. With that in mind, this isn’t really a review at all; I just thought I’d take the opportunity to share one or two thoughts about it.
Downton Abbey belongs to that rare category of British TV shows that have hit the big time on both sides of the Atlantic – an honour which, among current programming, is perhaps only shared by Doctor Who. What is equally remarkable is that this particular period drama is not produced by the BBC. (It’s remarkable to me, at least; when I was a kid, the BBC was the unchallenged home of all “quality” programming; ITV was not even allowed to be shown in some homes, so profane and unashamedly commercial was its content.)
So, what can I say about the veritable cross-cultural phenomenon that is Downton Abbey? Well, I can give you two reasons why I watch it: