We're only one hour into the eight-part crime drama, but my head is already spinning with possibilities as to who killed 11-year-old Danny Latimer.
Was it his shifty-looking dad (Andrew Buchan), who looks like he's been getting his end away more often than a Premier League footballer in a strip club? Did cornershop owner David Bradley do it with 50 pence of sherbet lemons? Are Arthur Darvill's reverend and David Tennant's detective inspector in a Doctor Who conspiracy?
The list of suspects is as long as a Peter Jackson movie and on a purely whodunnit level, the show is gripping entertainment.
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