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Bio LOVE Five, Mon 12 Jun. 9pm

Clockwise from right to left: Sven - The Coach, The Cash and His Lovers, Drop Dead Gorgeous, Saxondale, Mums Who Leave Their Kids

If those clever people at US cable channel HBO seem to be acting all cocky, you can hardly blame them. With glorious hit after glorious hit on their roster (Sopranos, Six Feet Under, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Deadwood), they can now afford to usher in a new show which takes its time for anything at all to happen, yet has quality smeared across it. With Big Love, the premise is so jaw-dropping that it can afford to keep a foot off the gas

from its opening episode.

Bill Henrickson runs a successful superstore and is happily married. To three women. All at the same time. But rather than having to scurry around hiding his dirty linen (and much more besides) he and his missuses all live beside each other. But this set-up is positively lightweight compared to Bill‘s upbringing, a rural fundamentalist Mormon compound which he visits only when his dad falls sick (his mother fails to believe in modern medicine) and where men wed girls young enough to be their great-

granddaughters.

With the kind of stellar cast which simply proves how much the US takes its TV seriously (Bill Paxton, Chloe Sevigny, Jeanne Tripplehorn, Harry Dean Stanton, Bruce Dern), all that happens in the opener is a business deal or two getting hatched, one of the wives buys some curtains and Bill struggles to get it up. But there is a solidity to the writing and a menacing quality to the direction and acting that gives you the sense that, within three or four episodes, Big Love will be your new favourite American

drama. (Brian Donaldson)

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In Mums Who Leave Their Kids (Sky One. Wed 27 Jun. 9pm). Journalist Jane Moore is beSIde herself wrth rage that some people don't feel the same way she does for her darlrng three kids. Moore presents the annual Wonder Mum awards and meets mothers wrth crippling drsabilrtres who still manage to be good parents. so when someone's heart )USI isn't in rt any more and they flee the nest to pursue a career or new partner, there can only be one conclus‘ion: they're either selfish or mentally ill.

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We all know that Lineker and co have welleorled punchlrnes to accompany their half—time ‘analysrs' but COUld any of their write s come up wrth a wrnnrng formula for The Play's the Thing (Channel 4, Mon 72 Jun. 10pm)? This latest take on the channel’s high art talent show (after Operatun/ty and Musrca/rty; has would be playwrights trying to conwnce some angry-looking theatre beds that their story would have the West End box offices whirring. We're cheering on the underdogs.