Sean Bean is so Northern that it is borderline ridiculous. If you haven’t heard, he got involved in a fight outside a pub after someone hurled insults at a woman he was with. An altercation ensued, seeing Bean getting stabbed.
Instead of going straight to hospital to cry about it all, he took his shiner and bleeding limb back into the pub for another pint before sauntering to A&E, stopping off for some chips on the way.
And now, because he’s so Northern, he won’t even be pressing charges. That’s because he’s dead hard and can pass things like this off with a shrug. Oh, and it is pronounced ‘Shaun Baun’ by the way.
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It isn’t in our nature here at hecklerspray to be complimentary about TV shows, films, actors, or anyone or anything come to think of it, but this is a well deserved exception.
The first film in the trilogy of screen adaptations is set in 1974 and follows the story of a young journalist returning to his native West Yorkshire. As a cocky and ambitious reporter he quickly becomes embroiled in a story regarding three missing young girls in a time when newspapers were printed on Hovis and diabetes was treated with an honest pint of bitter (you soft ponce). Ostensibly this book/screenplay is concerned with the widespread local government and police corruption, and the journalist’s struggle to maintain his integrity while preserving his personal safety.
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