So, the Doctor is off and the wizard is back and, after a
few minutes, it was as if he’d never been away. Merlin the show is like a comfy
pair of slippers or a takeaway pizza. No-one could accuse it of being quality
drama but it normally hits the spot. Series 5 starts as it means to go with the
usual mix of Camelot intrigue, quests through those familiar forests and
Morgana scowling in her witchy finery.
Arthur’s Bane: Part One doesn’t muck about, with our
favourite himbo knights, Percival and
Gwaine, caught out in the snow by Morgana’s forces. The Big Bad was holed up in
a dusty castle, sitting on her chair scowling as usual surrounded by cobwebs.
Why do villains never dust? Her latest accomplice is Liam Cunningham’s Ruadan,
probably happy to have some regular work after the short lived Outcasts in
which he was the lead. He’s a sorcerer and has somehow managed to get his
daughter, Sefa (Sophie Rundle), hired as Queen Gwen’s chamber maid. This is
another example of Camelot’s absolutely rubbish security – a paper bag is
harder to get in or out of than Arthur’s castle.
Arthur sets off on a mission with the rest of the knights to
rescue the first lot. It seems Morgana has been ‘recruiting’ lots of the locals
to go digging under her castle for ‘Arthur’s Bane’, although no-one knows what
it is. He gets Lindsey Duncan’s Queen Annis from last year to help him sneak in
from the West but, gasp, Sefa has sold them out and Morgana and her latest
group of minions attacks. In the melee Arthur cops a whack with a mace and the
Marlin helps him escape. Alone, they continue to head into danger. Meanwhile,
even though it looks bloody freezing, Percival and Gwaine are in the tunnels
shirtless, pretending to dig but mostly posing.
There are shots aplenty of their toned torsos before Gwain comes across
a CGI thingy that looks like a cross between Casper the ghost and Michael
Jackson.
This opener was decent enough but a tad pedestrian. Julian Jones’s script crammed in every cliché it could but didn’t offer much by way of compensation. The usual byplay between Arthur and Merlin lacked fizz and Gaius was sidelined. Angel Coulby’s Gwen is now Queen but is still as soggy as a lettuce leaf, even when required to sentence Sefa to death. Bradley and James and Colin Morgan try their best but they don’t have the material. The only attempt at comedy was Merlin using magic to juggle.
Part of this was because Merlin was in a sour mood this
week. A druid seer had shown him a prophecy of Arthur potentially being killed
by a new face. It’s only at the end that we meet the owner in the flesh –
crikey! – it’s Mordred all grown up, and now played by Alexander Vlahos. It
isn’t really explained how Mordred seems to have aged 10 years while no-one
else has, but hey, it’s magic, probably.
Let’s hope, as clunky as this episode was, that now the
pieces are all set up, next week’s will be a more rousing conclusion. This week
felt just a little too familiar for comfort.




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