|I miss arriving on the Continent like this|
The Princess Anne, though also a SR-N4, is larger than the Swift, having been extended by seventeen metres for extra capacity. Non-functioning, she can be seen at the Hovercraft Museum in Lee-on-Solent. The sister craft, The Princess Margaret, features in Diamonds Are Forever. They ran the Dover-Calais route and were originally owned by SeaSpeed, which was another sprawling tentacle of British Rail, when BR was in a phase of owning lots of things not particularly directly related to railways. Gleneagles hotel and golf course?
Back to the episode. Georgi is in town to commit murder... of the Greek-royalty-assassination kind. He has brought with him his very special
Georgi meets up with a motley collection of terrorists, none of whom really look the part. Costa is the least Greek-looking (the usual 70s casting decision of putting any foreigner into a foreigner role - the actor is actually Czech) and manages to look like a trigger-happy monk, while Hilda isn't Greek but believes in The Cause and wears colourful died clothing. Tommy lives with his mother, has a small
CI5 get involved when Costa shoots a police motorcyclist and forensics discover the hidden compartments used to smuggle the special gun from Greece. The boys eventually track down Tommy and leave him to be interrogated by Cowley, who delivers the least reassuring smile I've ever seen as the boys exit.
We cut back later to find Tommy sweating profusely and Cowley playing the part of confessor. Tommy breaks. Who wouldn't when faced with an angry Cow?
Georgi is very fond of shouting at the others, despite them paying his extortionate wage, and calling them "amateurs!" at any random opportunity. Enter a room without saying your name? Amateur. Buy houmous? Amateur. Use a sawn-off shotgun to shoot a policeman stopping you for speeding? AMATEUR!
Bodie spends half the episode in a god-awful burgundy or purple double-breasted gold-buttoned blazer with enormous cream flares. It sort of works in the sense of what an ex-military type used to wearing uniform 24/7 thinks a CI5 investigator should wear. Like he'd been watching the Sweeney but tried to make it more country club. Thankfully he changes into a roll-neck and leather jacket combo, far more man of action. But then mixes and matches the roll-neck with the blazer and flares. It's reminiscent of the Ken Campbell guest spot in Fawlty Towers.
Speaking of the military, his special ability in this episode is being able to judge distance incredibly well, to the extent that both Cowley and Doyle ask him to measure about distance on their behalf. Man's got to have a hobby, I suppose.
Doyle has the best and worst lines in the episode, and a terrible all-green outfit described perfectly in Unmann-Wittering's ongoing Ten Things I Noticed About... The Professionals.
Worst - "You serve a lousy... moussaka" as he threatens a restaurateur.
Best - Cowley: "There's one thing you and I share" in a polemic to Bodie
Doyle: "Your secretary"
It comes across as a very modern style of joke, similar to the kind of thing used in Family Guy.
|Butter wouldn't melt in Doyle's mouth.|
There are some great sequences but overall the plot doesn't make much sense; a lot of questions are raised and the decisions made by the bad guys are just silly. The passing of two days of action is covered in about 30 seconds of screen time, not really adding much to the tension. Nowadays of course those two days would make two series of 24.
The way to enjoy this episode is to go for the ride and don't ask too many questions. Capiche? (Or the Greek equivalent)