I don't set aside a great deal of time to watch television. "Castle" is the only show that Nat and I bother to catch on broadcast. We keep up with a few others as they hit DVD, typically either via the very generous Lacy Lending Library or the ubiquitous Netflix.

Netflix has been quite insistent that I'd like the short lived Brittish series "Keen Eddie" -- better than 4 of 5 stars. Netflix winds up being more often incorrect than correct in its estimations of what I'll like, and I was hesitant to give the series a viewing -- until I saw the pilot, that is. "Keen Eddie" is mostly a buddy cop, crime-of-the-week show combined with a moderate helping of cultural fish-out-of-water elements. Eddie is a New York detective who, with one thing and another, winds up working for Scotland Yard. The show only lasted 13 episodes, but I don't find a bad one in the group.

There are a huge number of things that work for me ranging from cleverly phrased dialogue to contravention of expectations (e.g., Eddie's upper-crust partner who poses as married so that he and his girlfriend can participate in the London swingers scene), to the sweetly awkward (albeit occasionally forced) chemistry between actors Mark Valley and Sienna Miller, to one of the best 'shipper episodes I've seen -- an episode that manages to eloquently demonstrate why it is most often best not to give an audience what it wants.

By far, my favorite scenes are Eddie's interactions with Rachel Buckley's Miss Moneypenny. The scenes deliver innuendo in a most excellent fashion and are produced in such a fashion as to keep Eddie and the viewer guessing whether or not Eddie is imagining the interchanges.