Dead clowns… and live ones.

Now the immediate aftermath has been established, it isn’t long before one of the sneakier sides of humanity – regardless of gender – rears its insidious head.

Jennifer Brown wasn’t even in the US Presidential line of succession, but evidently the country dodged a bullet by missing out on a seriously right-wing and rather nasty sounding Republican woman who was in that line. Gosh, thank goodness she’s dead, I hear you sigh.

It’s so sickening seeing the oily, grimy wheels of government begin to grind falteringly in the wake of a global catastrophe. The obsequious, two-faced attempts to obtain information, to worm into the good graces of those you think may be useful for your own ends – the drive for some to preserve self above all else, and the tough decisions that result. We see this play out in more than one way at different levels of society within the struggles of different women and it’s all show not tell, with excellent performances that hit the intended beats clearly without patronising the audience.

By this point, I’m definitely calling Agent 355 the best character, it’s time. It is she who left me with a sinking feeling at the end of the previous instalment and the thing that will no doubt scratch at the inside of your mind is referenced throughout this episode.

There is black and white and a whole myriad of grey in the world. The ethical challenges and moral ambiguity that the main characters express are well drawn as this chapter ends on an even more ominous note.

Verdict: Suspicion and Machiavellian tactics emerge as politics reawakens. 7/10

Claire Smith