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Detectives Robert Hicks and Elaine Renko -- partners at different ends of the social and moral spectrums -- try to enforce the law and protect their loved ones in a world that comes closer to a world-ending natural disaster every day.
Hard Sun is a pre-apocalyptic crime thriller set in contemporary London that opened with the most horrific violence (I've yet to forgive it) and has the most terrible premise.
London was a chiaroscuro vision, Victorian terraces huddling under sky-piercing towers. This glossy apocalyptic thriller is so moreish that - to quote Bowie - my brain hurt like a warehouse.
Hard Sun represents excellent value for your time investment in this TV-flooded age, as you come away from episode one feeling as though you've watched three new shows at once.
If you've got the generosity of spirit to cut it some slack, it definitely repays that faith for its opening hour, and promises a whole lot of fun to get you through the cold winter months ahead.
Hard Sun seems both entirely capable and yawningly silly. The first episode was stuffed with action, twists and reveals, but its stylings and decisions are all cosily familiar.
Hard Sun isn't entirely bad; it just doesn't try to be good. The premise is an intriguing one, but Cross is under the impression that any gasping implausibility can be papered over with mad expositionary dialogue.