Set 1 of the BBC series Foyle’s War struck me with its unblinking exposure of the dark side of British involvement in World War II. In four episodes set in the autumn of 1940, Set 2 (2002) explores the theme of justice in a time of war: is it possible to achieve, especially when the outcome of the war is in so much jeopardy?

In “50 Ships” Foyle investigates the body of a man found on the beach — a drunk whose meaningless life seems to have led him to end it all. When they realize it was actually murder, Foyle, Milner and Sam Stewart dig deeper, in part with the help of a Nazi spy who turned up the same night on the beach nearby the dead man. It turns out that the investigation could jeopardize the American entry into war (through Lend-Lease), and that the spy — who’s no doubt going to be hung — is more honorable than the American and even some of the Brits involved.

“Among the Few” brings the viewer into Foyle’s son Andrew’s war. A pilot in the RAF, Andrew is involved in the murder of a young woman — aside from the killer, he was the last person to see her alive. After Foyle solves the murder, he’s faced with the choice of letting (or not) the killer continue wartime duties which really are making a difference in the British war effort.

“War Games” involves a British businessman who puts profit before war when he makes a secret pact with the Nazis. Foyle is refereeing a Home Guard war game on the businessman’s property when a young man is shot at close range and apparently not because of an accident during the war game, and it all unravels from there.

“The Funk Hole” begins with some food thieves being shot at by a warden. The food is for a “funk hole,” an expensive place for the wealthy to escape the privations (and danger) of war. Meanwhile, Foyle is accused of sedition and is barred from working on the case. Sam and Milner take on more important roles in this episode as a consequence. The resolution to it all turns out to be related to revenge for a wartime injustice in which many innocent people died — not intentionally, but because defenses didn’t operate as planned.

Michael Kitchen stars as Christopher Foyle, and he plays the quiet yet forceful character to perfection. Though he butts heads with military intelligence, the RAF, and higher level police officers, he never stops in his quest for justice for murder victims — but, be warned, even Foyle can’t always achieve it.

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I’m always on the lookout for good mysteries on film, so I decided to try my library’s copy of “The Mrs. Bradley Mysteries,” even though it was on VHS. Luckily I still have a VCR that works!

Diana Rigg stars as Mrs. Adela Bradley, a 1920s divorcee whose risque humor and amazing hats do not detract from her ability as a psychoanalyst and sleuth. She’s accompanied by her chauffeur, George, who seems to get into the most awkward situations much to the delight of Adela — and us (in the first one, he poses nude for an all-female art class in order to give Adela more time to search a room). The series is based on a book series by Gladys Mitchell; I’d never read them or even heard of them, so I really can’t compare except to say that one of my Twitter friends believes the TV Adela is too wealthy and glamorous. Not surprising for television!

I watched “Death at the Opera,” which takes place at the finishing school Mrs. Bradley once attended, and “The Rising of the Moon,” in which a traveling circus comes to a small town, bringing murder with it. In both of these episodes, Mrs. Bradley was an outsider who comes into a closed community and manages to solve the mystery by observing people, sneaking around where she shouldn’t be, and getting witnesses to tell her more than they really want to say.

I liked but didn’t love the series, and according to Wikipedia there are only a couple of other episodes, so I probably won’t bother to track them down. However, if you like Diana Rigg, ’20s fashion or BBC mysteries, give it a try. Preferably not on VHS.

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I have an admittedly romanticized view of Britain’s role in World War II. If we played word association, I’d say things like the people were brave, selfless and stoic and that the country was the last bulwark against Hitler; I’d picture things like Londoners picking through the rubble of the blitz and Winston Churchill’s bulldog face.

The BBC series “Foyle’s War” doesn’t take away from any of that, but it shows deeper dimensions and reminds us that even the Brits were human, and therefore flawed. Series 1 makes it immediately clear that there’s far more to the story of England at war.

Set 1 includes four mysteries. The first, “The German Woman” shows that anti-German sentiment could be taken too far. Innocent people were sent to internment camps and, in a side story, we learn about people who helped others evade service or internment with money. “The White Feather” shows both Nazi sympathizers and the very real fear that Germany could win the war. “A Lesson in Murder” focuses on the suicide of a pacifist and death threats against the judge who refused to give him conscientious objector status. Finally, “Eagle Day” is the story of a man found dead in a bombed out house — with a knife in his stomach. Ordinary crime continues even during war.

Which leads to another theme of the series: the conflict between policing and war. On many occasions Foyle is asked to overlook crime or let suspects go in order to help Britain’s war effort — asked by criminals, government officials, ordinary citizens. Usually Foyle doggedly continues his investigations, but at one point he lets a potential suspect go in order to help with the evacuation from Dunkirk, with the man’s father promising to bring him back.

The actors in this series include Michael Kitchen, who’s superb as Foyle; Honeysuckle Weeks as Samantha Stewart, Foyle’s driver; and Anthony Howell as Paul Milner, a war veteran who’s lost part of his leg and returns home to serve in the police. They’re all engaging characters, whose personal stories grow with each episode (something I learned earlier this year). It’s a series that entertains, yet leaves you thinking about bigger questions: mystery television at its best.

I bought Foyle’s War — Set 1 to put under the Christmas tree for someone I know. I recommend it for anyone who likes TV mysteries.

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Several years ago my university hosted a live production of a radio drama, and I had the pleasure of attending — something I might not ordinarily be interested in, but my then future husband loves audiobooks so I thought he would love it. As it turned out, he fell asleep (or, as he claims, “dozed off”), but I thought it was really fun, watching the actors, crew and sound effects while other people could only listen.

I had that experience in mind when I checked out the BBC radio production of one of P.D. James’ Adam Dalgliesh books, “A Taste for Death” (2010). The radio story is true to the book, at least as well as I remember it (the book was published in 1998, and I probably read it not long after that), and the production quality is very good. The actors were delightful, and I enjoyed hearing the story in British accents… I now know that dahl-GLEESH is the correct pronunciation of our hero’s surname. Please, please don’t make me tell you how I’ve been saying it for the past few decades.

So, as radio shows go, it was quite good, but in truth it couldn’t live up to P.D. James’ books. It was too much like listening to an abridged audiobook, where you know you’re missing all those unnecessary parts like, oh, you know, context and characterization, and, since it’s a mystery, wrong tracks and red herrings and all that stuff.

If you’re looking for a mysterious radio drama, this one’s great. I swear, it won’t make you fall asleep. But if you really want to experience P.D. James, read the book.

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Although watching Harriet Vane and Lord Peter Wimsey in “Gaudy Night” didn’t prod me to start reading for the Vintage Mystery Reading Challenge, it did convince me to watch another episode of the BBC’s Dorothy Sayers Mysteries.

In “Have His Carcase” (1987) (and if you speak American English by “carcase” they mean “carcass”), Harriet has gone to the ocean to regroup following her acquital in a murder trial. She settles down on the beach to begin working on her next mystery novel, drifts off to sleep, and wakes up as the tide begins to come in. The carcase/carcass in question is lying on Flatiron Rock, and when Harriet tries to get him to move before the tide cuts him off from dry land, she instead gets an unwelcome view of his slashed throat.

Knowing that she’d be under suspicion, given her recent acquital, Harriet immediately alerts the London press — and the crime editor immediately calls Lord Peter Wimsey, who heads to the beach to help Harriet solve the mystery, which everyone else seems to insist was a suicide. Harriet and Peter squabble about his intermittant marriage proposals, but they have such fun solving the mystery together that the tension isn’t too awkward.

As in “Gaudy Night,” Edward Petherbridge and Harriet Walter strike all the right notes as Lord Peter and Harriet Vane, and I do recommend this series if you like watching as well as reading your mysteries.

And — good news! — this one did prod me to read Sayers’ Murder Must Advertise. Review coming soon.

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I happened upon a couple more episodes of the Inspector Lynley Mysteries series at my local library, this time from series 5, and I liked it so much that I’m going to stop looking for them.

Huh?

I saw “Chinese Walls,” which involves the investigation into the murder of a young woman with ties to an important attorney, and “Natural Causes,” in which (this time) Tommy’s in trouble so Havers is investigating with DI Fiona Knight (played by Liza Tarbuck)– although, like Barbara when she gets in trouble, Tommy can’t keep his nose out of the investigation, here involving Internet vice, no matter how much trouble he’s in.

Perhaps the only thing I didn’t like was that the “Chinese Walls” episode kept flashing back to the murder of Emily Proctor as the investigators began to piece together what happened. Really, it was dreadful enough the first time, can’t we just leave it at that?

At this point, the series has pretty much nothing to do with Elizabeth George’s books, except for the main characters. But I really enjoyed watching it anyway. Therefore, I’ve decided not to watch any other episodes so that I can put the entire series on my Christmas list ($150 for 23 episodes on pbs.org). I can absolutely picture myself whiling the winter away with all of this great TV to keep me entertained.

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I signed up for the Vintage Mystery Reading Challenge thinking it would be great to learn more about the classics (and I realized I don’t know enough about them when I BOMBED Margot Kinberg’s author quiz that featured a number of classics). Up until now, the one and only Dorothy Sayers mystery I’ve read was Gaudy Night, what with its setting of a women’s college at Oxford and a mystery novelist for its heroine. But I haven’t been able to stir up an interest in reading any of the vintage mysteries I’d put on my reading list.

If you aren’t familiar with the story or the series, Harriet Vane has been cleared of charges of murdering her lover, although tongues still wag, particularly regarding her relationship with her defender, Lord Peter Wimsey. This cloud still hangs over her when she returns to her alma mater for Gaudy Night, but the head of her college asks her to help solve a mystery regarding some ugly poison pen letters — one of which Harriet herself receives while visiting. She agrees, and Wimsey, who keeps proposing even though she keeps turning him down, offers counsel on her investigation as he can.

So, when I noticed the BBC’s “Dorothy Sayers Mysteries: Gaudy Night” on the video shelves, I decided to watch it for Vintage Mystery inspiration. Told in three episodes, the story was delightful — very true to the novel, well acted and staged, with casting that was spot on. Harriet Walter played Harriet Vane in a way that gave me a better understanding of her character than I had from the book, and although Edward Petherbridge made Lord Peter Wimsey seem more serious and less of a bumbler than I’d expected, I found that a welcome interpretation of his character.

I’m happy to recommend the program to Sayers, and Harriet Vane, fans. Sadly, though, I still haven’t read any of my vintage mysteries.

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I never reviewed it, but I really enjoyed the BBC’s new Sherlock Holmes series, a fast-paced, modern take on the classic. For some reason, this led me to watch “Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Silk Stocking” (2006).

Rupert Everett stars as Sherlock, and this is a depressing, drug-addicted Sherlock whose Dr. Watson involves him in a case just to get him out of his opium-addled stupor. The plot is not based on one of Arthur Conan Doyle’s stories, and I’m afraid it shows. Although it’s only 1903, and therefore years before Freud’s Introductory Lectures, Watson’s fiancee persuades Sherlock to study the psychology of sexual deviance in order to figure out who’s murdering young women in London. Note to the producers: Sherlock is known for deductive reasoning, disguises and the occasional martial arts move — not profiling.

Everett played his part well, but this Sherlock’s not a particularly sympathetic character. Both the wisecracking Benedict Cumberbatch in the BBC’s current series and the action-hero Robert Downey Jr. Hollywood version of Sherlock are more appealing, at least to me. This isn’t a terrible movie, but I suggest you hold out for BBC’s series 2 or the Robert Downey sequel.

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