Stuffed with the best British acting talent in a generation, this gloriously directed, superbly written ending was quietly devastating. There seems to be nothing its creator James Graham can’t do
A crossbow is a silent weapon. It devastates, but quietly. The arc of James Graham’s Sherwood, in the end, did likewise.
The six-part series didn’t falter in its intricate plotting, attention to detail or its perfect evocation of place. It has put psychological acuity, inner suffering (oh, Andy …) and intra-community tensions over the traditional suspense of a thriller or police procedural, though it has had aspects of both running through it. And if it felt like a very slightly underwhelming final episode, that was almost entirely due to the sky-high expectations aroused by the preceding five.
