Still brilliant and everything, but I didn’t enjoy this quite as much as last week’s – probably because of the courtroom scenes I just couldn’t understand.
“They have an inquisitorial system” is pretty much all I know about the French legal system , which didn’t really help me with questions like “How come a defence solicitor was acting for a witness?” And “How come she was arguing against the self-defence, while the public prosecutor seemed to be for it?” And also, “Why has the judge not brushed her hair since, ooh, last Tuesday?”
What I did understand was that Shady Josephine was running rings around Prosecutor Pierre both during the hearing and after it; his feeble attempt to intercede with her on Police Lady Laure’s behalf was as much use as a sombrero in a snowstorm.
Come to think of it, Prosecutor Pierre has been almost completely useless this season. He was an ass last week, and a fool this one, in court and out of it. Defending Shady Josephine’s shady practices to Laure and the awesome Judge Robard was frankly moronic – come on, Pierre, get a clue! And start being nicer to Laure, too, you jerk.
Still, there was far more disturbing stuff going on than Pierre being a numptie, as the supremely unpleasant Mr Aziz continued to cause incredible grief and pain to anyone unfortunate enough to have any connection to him (and refused to eat the cakes his mum made for him, tsk), Rachid’s desperation turned to anger then despair, and, generally, everything was kind of awful for nearly everybody. Spiral’s not an easy programme to watch, but it’s a gripping one.