So it's based on a successful book. So what? Shallow, hollow and one-dimensional. If you knew this generation of three day working weeks and unions and shop stewards and immigration and racism and IRA bombs etc etc etc, all well and good - all this series does is cast a glib, politically correct eye at those times, rendering the issues essentially as sound-bites that never really develop further than the histo-montage credits. This could have been done so much better - could have been grittier and more potent concerning the issues of the day. Instead, it was like a twee, picture postcard, empty homage to what was essentially an amazing decade.
Review of The Rotters' Club
