British television is full of even more sparkling gems than the Queen’s. flea bag, The Crown, Killing Eve, Luther, Downton Abbey, Broadchurch, Sex Education, I May Destroy You, black-mirror Where It’s a SinI forget tons of them, sorry milord, sorry milady.
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Alongside that dazzling quality TV, the Brits aren’t denying a soap assumed at the Anatomy of a Scandala delicious baking contest, captivating number-based thrillers like stay close of Harlan Coben or a sulphurous reality show of the type Love Island.
Really, they know how to charm couch potatoes, these Brits, with or without an accent cockney. Their latest offering haunted me all weekend. This is the scary thriller Chloe, which you will find in French and English on Amazon Prime Video. It’s solid and very dark. I was obsessed with this miniseries which deals, precisely, with obsession in the era of social networks.
But before I forget, and speaking of English TV, here’s the answer to a question I’ve been asked, I’m hardly exaggerating, 84 times in the last few weeks. Why Netflix is not offering the sixth season of Peaky Blinders in French, while the five previous chapters all offer dubbing in the language of Molière?
The answer: because the French-speaking rights of Peaky Blinders 6 currently belong to the Unis TV channel, which relays the episodes Thursdays at 10 p.m. until July 24. After their broadcast, the episodes remain online for only one week on the TV5Unis website.
I tried to find out when Netflix will release the French version of Peaky Blinders 6, but no one answered my questions. Hello, Netflix, are you there?
Now back to Chloea psychological thriller that stresses us out until the sixth and final episode. Chloe is in line with Single White Female and Gone Girlwhere complex and troubled heroines lose touch with reality.
In a seedy Bristol apartment, lonely Becky Green (Erin Doherty, aka Princess Anne in The Crown) leads a dull and boring existence. This neither ugly nor pretty twenty-something accumulates temporary jobs as a secretary. She takes care of her mother who is sinking into dementia. And she spends her sleeping hours going through Instagram, including the account of a certain Chloe Fairbourne, a gorgeous redhead with piercing eyes and Herbal Essences pub hair.
Night after night, Becky digs into Chloe’s digital life. Where does she eat? Who is she dating? Who comments on their posts? The lovely Chloe with the Crest smile gravitates in a circle of bohemian bourgeois, artists and local politicians. In short, Chloe embodies everything that Becky is not: a fulfilled, rich, married and well-supported woman.
Becky’s obsession with Chloe reaches the level of Joe Goldberg in You when Chloe dies while jumping off a cliff. Even more disturbing: Before jumping to her death, Chloe called Becky at 2:45 a.m. Sorry? What bond unites these two women with diametrically opposed destinies?
It is here that the obsessive spiral descends even deeper. Sucked into a vortex, Becky doesn’t understand why someone as pampered as Chloe decided to commit suicide. Becky therefore changes her identity – new clothes, new name, new telephone – and infiltrates Chloe’s inner circle to obtain explanations.
Each of the six episodes of this thrilling thriller reconstructs Chloe’s fateful night using the information that Becky collects during her “investigation”, which turns out to be fruitful, you will see. Chloe’s Instagram account went through several filters that twisted her reality, it’s not a spoiler to write it.
The “murder and mystery” aspect of this work is as breath-taking as its well-developed psychological component. Is Becky an opportunist who seizes the opportunity to appropriate the dream life of another? Is she an involved citizen who seeks to clarify a suspicious death? Or is she a mythomaniac sociopath who suffers from an undiagnosed mental illness?
Becky’s desires, ambitions and traumas intertwine in episodes tied up with tact and intelligence. Never Chloe does not venture into the unlikely territory ofInventing Annawhich tells of a type of scam that is admittedly amusing, but more bling bling.
With experience, you can almost always guess “who did what” in shows like this. For Chloe, before starting the last episode, I suspected the end without however knowing how the scriptwriters would bring us there. And it’s not disappointing, I promise.
Throughout the series, we bite our nails furiously as Becky becomes entangled in her lies and risks revealing herself to her new friends. Of course, we find her jumpy, our poor Becky, but we can’t help but get attached to her, especially because of the ordeals she went through during her childhood.
Many readers are still unaware that an annual subscription to Amazon Prime delivery also includes access to the American giant’s video on demand. All you have to do is activate your account and voila, you can order your Tim Hortons Keurig pods while devouring Chloe. coffee and Chloewould we have found the dream combination?