I don't want to tick the spoiler box.

But I do want to kick my TV-screen in.

I have nothing bad to say about 25 of the 26 episodes.

But now my TV has a nice big target on it.

I loved all the performances (especially Hugh Dancy's), the food porn, the incredible shot composition, Brian Reitzel's amazing soundtrack. I put up with the pretentious pseudo-philosophy, and random tenseness, because it was all part of the glorious, glorious ride.

But now I have my big boots lined up in front of the TV, and I sit in the dark contemplating whether the set will survive.

I would happily give this series 10/10. Happily.

But the angel of destruction of the 26'th ... demands that my TV die.

And so, I can only give this series 5/10.

Writers, producers, directors.

You have some work to do.

And you might owe me a new TV.