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If you’re a completionist and can’t wait for the ITV broadcast, yes. The dialogue is crisp enough, and the mystery is intriguing. Just don’t watch it on a phone. The grey-on-grey will give you a headache.
None, but stay for the final five seconds—a shot of a second set of footprints in the sand, walking away from the crime scene. Unaccounted for. Unseen.
We open on Morecambe Bay at dawn. The tide is out. The flat, grey mud stretches toward the horizon—a landscape that has always been the show’s best supporting actor. This time, the bay gives up a body: a local dredger found half-buried in silt, a single ligature mark around his neck.
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