โWhatโs wrong with indulging in a Big Mac every now and then?โ
Thatโs what I constantly found myself thinking while I sat through Paramount+โs intellectually nutrition-less and overly self-serious MobLand.
The gritty crime drama, originally conceived as a Ray Donovan spin-off by credentialled show-runner Ronan Bennett (Top Boy, The Day of the Jackal), had all the key ingredients of a winner โ from the toasted sesame bun of Bennett himself and the cheese & sauce that is beloved director Guy Ritchie; to the beef patties of a heavyweight cast led by Tom Hardy, Pierce Brosnan, and Helen Mirren.
But then came the realisation.
No matter how much you dress up McDonaldโs, at the end of the day, itโs still just McDonaldโs. And all the familiar flavours weโve grown to enjoy across however many decades of screen consumption simply could not mask the bitter taste of disappointment. Stomachs empty, zero creative new ground has been broken; and the triumvirate of Hardy, Brosnan, and Mirren frankly deserve a better vehicle to ply their craft.
MobLand. More like Moโ Bland.
The series follows the incongruently named fixer Harry Da Souza (Tom Hardy), whoโs employed by the formidable Harrigan crime family. Specifically the ever-so-suave patriarch Conrad Harrigan (Pierce Brosnan) and Lady Macbeth analogue Maeve Harrigan (Helen Mirren) โ nouveau aristocrats who are natural evolutions to Mickey & Rosalind Pearson from Ritchieโs feature-length run of The Gentlemen.
In the debut episode, Harry is charged with keeping the peace between the Harrigans and rival criminal enterprise the Stevensons; headed by Geoff Bellโs no-nonsense Richie Stevenson. Tensions reach a fever pitch when Richieโs son Tommy (Felix Edwards) goes missing after bendering with Conradโs cartoonishly psychotic delinquent of a grandson Eddie (Anson Boon).
As it so happens, in a fit of cocaine-induced mania, the unruly Harrigan heir pre-emptively stabbed another clubgoer to avoid a similar fate. In the chaos of their escape is where the not-so-harmless night on the town goes proper pear-shaped, to borrow from the hokey London vernacular.
Stuck between a rock and a dumb place, Hardyโs talented Mr Da Souza seamlessly navigates both the moral and legal grey areas of keeping the heat off the Harrigans all while a turf war simmers beneath the surface.
Itโs classic competency porn, which we have a well-documented weakness for here at B.H., annoyingly interrupted by the predictable trope of a troubled homelife (his wife Jan, portrayed by Joanne Froggatt, is pretty damn keen on coupleโs counselling).
Whether you buy the whole man-at-odds-with-himself shtick, MobLand undeniably plays to Hardyโs onscreen strengths as a grizzled loner. There are visible shades of James Delaney from cult favourite drama Taboo, in addition to flashes of Peaky Blindersโ Alfie Solomons. This is an operator who can get s**t done and weโre delighted to be a passenger along for the ride.
Unfortunately, thatโs really all there is to the entertainment factor of MobLand, at least for the time being; and once the novelty of watching Tom Hardy menace everyone he openly deems a โc**tโ (thereโs admittedly an embarrassment of riches in this department) as well as the silky charms of Brosnanโs Irish brogue wears off, youโre not left with much else to chew on. Weโve seen this a hundred times before and weโre left wanting.
Itโs to the point where the discerning audience member is left scratching their heads: how, indeed, did proven names like Ronan Bennett and Guy Ritchie fumble this? Had what ostensibly appears to be a rushed retooling of the Ray Donovan canon โ complete with multiple last-minute title changes โ leave the screenplay too thin? Or has the teats of this specific subgenre already been milked dry?
Beneath the tired Cockney-isms and retro cliches, there is a seedling of a genuinely compelling affair. The same seedling that sold us all on it to begin with. Though unless MobLand somehow unburdens itself of its lacklustre writing and cumbersome gangster posturing, I donโt remain optimistic about whatโs to come. Tune in at your own discretion, I suppose.
By all accounts, youโre better off investing your time into BBCโs latest homerun colloquially dubbed โScouse Sopranosโ: This City Is Ours starring Sean Bean.
MobLand is now streaming in Australia via Paramount+.
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- โTabooโ Season 2 Finally In The Works Again, Confirms Tom Hardy
- โThe Day Of The Jackalโ Season 2 Promises To Be Killer Television
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