They've got a television version of Miss Marples on at the moment. It's set in England a little time after the First World War, and it's all very jolly and splendid and what-ho, as you'd expect. There's one scene where a character holds up some of Miss Marple's reading material, a Raymond Chandler novel and ...
Hang on a second.
Raymond Chandler wrote his novels during and after the SECOND World War.
What a bloody disgrace!
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It could have been worse. At least she wasn't googling 'clues'...
Yeah, but give them time. Another 20 years, and the BBC detective drama producers will be unable to conceive of life before google ... I went to a Gilbert and Sullivan production once where they had an internet reference. But that was a light comedy, and they could get away with that sort of thing. Trouble was, the joke just wasn't funny ...
The latest Bond film is supposed to be the "first" Bond adventures, and about how James Bond got started - it's set after 9/11.
Go figure.
Yeah, I noticed that - if the James Bond's made any chronological sense at all, then Bond would now probably be in his 70s, since the first 'Dr No' film was made in, what, early 70s?
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