Just finished watching it. Really well done.
I have to say, the opening scene where the police bash down the door and swarm in reminds me of when I was living in England and was handcuffed under suspicion of being involved in
this.
It was about 5am, and I'd only just managed to drift off to sleep after suffering through one of the worst bouts of insomnia I'd ever had.
The sight of a dozen police, all in riot gear, swarming through the front door and up the stairs as I stood in my bedroom doorway was terrifying.
Next thing, pinned, handcuffed and officers barking at me "What's your name?". Then, when I responded, "Don <lastname> you are under arrest for suspicion of GBH".
Me, sleepily: "What's GBH?"
Them: "Do you understand you're under arrest for suspicion of GBH?"
Me again: "Yes. What's GBH?".
And back and forth and on an on until one of them finally says "Grievous bodily harm".
WTF?! "I've been in bed all night trying to sleep. When was this supposed to happen?".
Thankfully, I was released after what seemed like an eternity but was probably only 5 minutes.
From the questions they were asking me, I knew whatever it was it was serious -
"Are there any baseball bats in the house?".
"Are there any hammers?".
"Would you be able to tell us if they were missing?"
"How long have the fence palings been missing off the fence".
Pharque me, I thought, what the hell has gone down?
It was a really scary time and, sadly, the end of what had been, up to then, a dream life living in the UK.
I really loved those guys. They were a heap of fun to live with.
Very sad.
