It’s every single woman’s dream at sixty years of age is to meet a handsome man half their age, who falls head-over-heels in love with you. The sex must be great.
Wait! You say he must have ulterior motives? What good-looking man would fall in love with a slightly wrinkled, slightly plump woman with three grown children and grandchildren? What could he possibly have in common with her, being twenty-six years younger? Surely, he must be a gold digger. Although Julia isn’t that rich, she is comfortable thanks to her recent divorce. After all, she received the lovely country home.
Naturally, such a scenario doesn’t sit well with three grown children and an ex-husband who quickly judge Benjamin to be unworthy. He had a secret past, lives in a flat about to be evicted, occasionally gets caught in little white lies, and movies into the family home with mum as if he owns the place.
Well, the series leads you to believe that he is a gold digger like everyone concludes that he is. Although all may not be as it seems, it isn’t until the last episode that you discover his motives. Is he really a gold digger or a broken man, looking for a substitute mother figure and security? That’s even creepier, in my books. Be ready for a on-again, off-again, on-again ride.
Staring Jula Ormand as “Julia” and Ben Barnes as “Benjamin,” you wonder why their names weren’t something different in the series. Jemima Rooper (our Lost in Auten gal), Archie Renaux, Sebastian Armesto play the suspicious and angry children, brooding over their mother’s obvious bad decision. The entire dysfunctional family can’t seem to come with terms with Julia’s ex-husband Ted, played by the talented Alex Jennings (who is the most talented in the series), that their father is a wife beater. Although he attempts to come across as a love-crossed reformed man, he eventually shows himself to be true to his own character rather than his new.
The series does tend to drag a bit here and there. Unfortunately, I didn’t find it as suspenseful as I would have liked but it’s also not predictable. From what I’ve read, the fans in the U.K. were a bit miffed the so-called bad boy didn’t turn out bad enough for everyone’s taste.
Well, it’s Acorn TV and British showmanship. Give it a shot. I could go for a guy in his mid-30s at my age. But since I’m not wealthy or good-looking enough to attract one to my bed, I’ll just write about it. Of course, if the story were flipped, let’s be honest. Sixty-year-old man marries a thirty-four-year-old woman? There isn’t anything wrong with that scenario.