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The 50 best TV shows of 2021, No 3: Mare of Easttown

Kate Winslet mesmerises as a grieving detective in a whodunnit that blindsides the viewer from start to finish

Kate Winslet was reticent, morose and utterly mesmerising as Marianne “Mare” Sheehan, the detective carrying the weight, not just of her own family trauma, but of her entire town in Mare of Easttown. She had lost so much: her husband Frank and her son Kevin, who had recently killed himself. What’s more, her grandson Drew could be taken away by his recovering addict mother. At one point Mare’s mum tells her: “That’s what I wish for you, Marianne – that you could forgive yourself for Kevin. It wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t your fault.” “Yeah,” replies Mare. “I’m going to use the bathroom.”

Mare was also investigating the murder of young mother Erin McMenamin and the kidnappings of two other possibly connected women. Everyone was in the frame: Erin’s violent dad, her ex-boyfriend, the dodgy deacon, the uncle, even Mare’s ex-husband. And so for two months of 2021, Mare-mania took hold. There was wild speculation over who killed Erin – and whether anyone would ever stump up the cash for her poor baby’s ear surgery. There were endless stories about this being arguably Winslet’s finest ever performance, plus her refusal to cover up her “bulgy belly” during sex scenes. There was the Saturday Night Live send-up, called Murdur Durdur, which nailed the Philadelphia accent just like Winslet did.

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