By: germaine

My theory after this episode: The Twelve doesn’t exist. Or at least it doesn’t exist as a real terrorist organization. They’re all like Helene, women infiltrating other women, or like Konstantin, working for multiple organizations. It’s personal – whether it’s sex or parenthood, they’re all playing, and that’s a real scheme. Structurally, it’s a bit like Chesterton’s The Man Who Was Thursday but with women and their desires. (Konstantin is the Smurfette, obviously).

I love Anjana Vasan. She is so good in We Are Lady Parts – the series I liked but not loved – and here she really impresses me. On paper, her character is just a mirror for Villanelle, but Vasan makes Pam interesting in her own way, very distinct and weird.

And the last thing: Stella Corradi, who directed these two episodes and as I believe the big finale, co-directed (with Athina Rachel Tsangari) Trigonometry, probably the most critically overlooked British series of the last few years, so queer and horny that it’s still makes me sad that it wasn’t a big hit.