Below, we have compiled a roundup of what In The Flesh creator, Dominic Mitchell, has teased could happen in series 3 over the last year on Twitter.
Warning: contains spoilers (obviously). However, please bear in mind In The Flesh’s future is still very uncertain and the plot points mentioned below may never come into fruition or could become subject to change.
Now, where were we?
Series 2 left the residents of Roarton with, if not a bright future, certainly a more optimistic one. The Walkers had come to terms with Kieren living life as an openly partially deceased syndrome sufferer, free of contact lenses and cover up mousse to disguise his undead appearance. He and Simon had decided to stay together in the village, giving their relationship a go after Simon turned his back on the Undead Liberation Army and Jem had finally seen the light when it came to Gary, but was left dealing with the effects of PTSD brought on by The Rising and needed to face the consequences of accidentally killing Henry Lonsdale while on patrol. Meanwhile, although our BDFF, Amy, had been buried for a second time, representatives of Halperin & Weston Pharmaceuticals were last seen digging her back up again as there was “still time”, which left us with one of the most infuriating cliffhangers in living and redeemed memory!
So, what happens next?
According to Dom, things aren’t looking all that positive after all. Not that this should come as a surprise to any of us, as we are talking about Roarton here.
It seems that the village parish council, in all their wisdom, have decided segregation is the best answer to keeping the peace between the pulse beaters and the rotters in their community. Roarton Valley is now divided into two parts: West and East. While the undead have been designated to live on the East side, the living all live on the West side.
Kieren, having moved out of Steve and Sue’s house is now living with Simon in the East, but cohabiting together in a normal domestic relationship is still a little new to them:
KIEREN WALKER: You done the dishes?
SIMON MONROE: (Bemused, isn’t used to domestic life) I haven’t done anything to the dishes!?
After betraying the ULA and disobeying the Undead Prophet’s order to kill Kieren who they believe is the First Risen, Simon is still very paranoid about ‘his guy’ being hurt by the other ULA followers. If anyone touches a hair on Kieren’s head he won’t think twice about sticking one of those surgical instruments he was given by Julian through their brain! And Simon’s wise to be on his guard, as his ULA mentor, Julian, is still a loyal disciple to the Undead Prophet and will be coming for him. Chances are, it’s not going to go well for Simon.
Meanwhile, having confessed to killing Henry Lonsdale, Jem is charged and brought to trial for his murder. To the shock of everyone, including Jem, the court gives her a suspended sentence. Although she is free, she is ordered to attend group therapy sessions for her PTSD where she meets new character Alex, a disabled PDS sufferer still traumatised by The War. Jem and Alex (whose gender is unconfirmed) bond over their shared guilt over killing people during The Rising and it’s not long until they begin a (possibly lesbian) relationship, much to the chagrin of Gary who still holds a torch for his ex-girlfriend. But stalker Gary isn’t half of Jem’s problems as Henry’s mother is out for vigilante justice, believing she “got off scot free” for killing her son.
Despite Halperin & Weston Pharmaceuticals now being one of the biggest companies in the world having developed the PDS treatment drug Neurotriptyline, rumour has it that one of the founders, Dr. John Weston, has gone insane and has tried to burn the whole Research & Development building down in Norfolk. He has now disappeared completely.
But what about Amy? Apparently, she has the biggest storyline of them all! Poor Philip has been suffering from depression after the loss of his girlfriend and when he goes to visit Amy’s grave, he discovers something shocking…
Our money’s on an empty grave and a missing cuddly toy tiger, but for now, that’s all we know.
We will update this article if, as or when Dom reveals more. It goes without saying that two years on after the second series concluded, we continue to miss In The Flesh terribly and still live in hope it will rise again.
But in the meantime, those of you on Twitter, be sure to follow @DominicMitchell and with any luck, he’ll tell us further details as to how our beloved characters are getting on.
Is Grantchester (ITV) being similarly mis-sold? Once upon a time, these adaptations of James Runcie’s novels made for cosy crime drama in a dog collar. Not any more, padre.
In the latest instalment, there wasn’t even a murder to solve. A young single mother was found on the cusp of death, apparently having fallen from a window. Swift sleuthing established that her boyfriend had deposited her to cover up a motorbike accident, assisted by his father, who just happened to be in the same Masonic lodge as the superintendent. Mystery solved. No charge. Say no more.
Meanwhile in the foreground, Grantchester is morphing into an affecting and considerate examination of conscience, faith and doubt. This should be no surprise given that the author’s father was Archbishop of Canterbury. Perhaps they are running out of killers in Fifties Cambridgeshire.
I confess I gave Grantchester a wide berth after the first series. James Norton’s vaguely morose vicar Sydney Chambers felt strapped onto a one-trick pony. But in this episode, everyone else’s agonies bubbled simultaneously to the surface in a delicately woven narrative about the high price of love and desire.
Geordie (Robson Green) has been having a shabby workplace affair, which spilt shamingly into the open. Hatchet-faced housekeeper Mrs Maguire (Tessa Peake-Jones) was visited by her long-lost husband (Charlie Higson), a crafty chancer bent on deception. And poor conflicted Leonard (Al Weaver), whose fiancée was eager to shed her virginity, confronted the hopelessness of pretending to be game (“It’s disgusting!” he blurted).
And then came the latest instalment of Sydney’s Anglican angst. Having consummated his on-off romance with comely Amanda (Morven Christie) – at flipping last – he predictably plunged into ever deeper wretchedness. “You need to pray to God,” advised the stern new archdeacon (Gary Beadle). “I have. He didn’t answer.” With that, off came the dog collar.
It’s possible the show’s predominantly godless fans didn’t sign up for quite this much wailing and gnashing of teeth. It’s snuck in by stealth, and if there aren’t at least three bodies next, Grantchester should be seen as an ace drama about faith with quite a nice murder mystery attached.