Second day with my feet up so I’m getting over it by relaxing with a bit of telly and the second part of Marion Again. It’s one of those psychological thrillers where you really have to suspend disbelief. Basic plot is that very clever deranged bloke kidnaps girl, drugs her, locks her in a box and doesn’t let her out until convinces her she’s someone else.
Fifteen years later, she is still totally brainwashed and in thrall of the control-freakery madman. Until the day she accidentally runs into the boyfriend who dropped her off that fateful night. It gets out of control from thereon in.
Utter tosh of course. Couldn’t happen in the real world could it? Then you read this news story. A barman manages to convince eight, eight, normal, rational, intelligent people that he is a spy, that the IRA wants to assassinate them and only he can protect them. He sends them out on bizarre missions to test themselves, cons them out of £1 million over (wait for it) ten years.
Makes Marion Again look like a bloody docu-drama.