I know, this is turning into 40 Going On TV, but that's sort of my life right now. When you have a kid who goes to bed at 7, you are bestowed two gifts: (1) a fairly substantial period of time before you go to bed, and (2) the total inability to leave the house. Either we become serious g4m3rz, read books next to each other on the couch, the steady tick tock of the clock punctuating the passing silence, or we fucking watch TV like normal people. We watch a good amount of TV. Although, to to be fair, probably no more - and maybe less - than the average American household. The average is about 5 hours per day, and I doubt we get anywhere close to that.
Jesus, that was a long preamble just to talk about one show: Peaky Blinders, now streaming on Netflix. PB is a British drama about a crime family in Birmingham (England, not Alabama, duh) set just after World War I. How could I elevator pitch this? The Sopranos crossed with Downton Abbey? No, not really. Maybe Boardwalk Empire with British accents? I've never seen Boardwalk Empire, but I understand the comparison has been made. Anyway, it's really good and we're currently just beginning to binge watch it.
It stars Cillian Murphy, mostly known to American audiences as The Creepy Irish Guy in Different Stuff.
It's got all the elements you want for a Complete Binge Watching Experience: a dark antihero, several intertwining plots, an even darker antiantihero, explicit violence, flashbacks, one or more mysteries at the center, and a woman with a secret. There's also Sam Neill struggling valiantly with a Northern Irish accent. YOU GO SAM NEILL, YOU'LL BEAT IT.
We're only three episodes in and I kinda love it. I think there's only 12 episodes total, so you could easily knock it out before more stuff starts/comes back early next year. (I also think it's the show they're discussing this Sunday on TV on the Radio so there's an excuse to at least catch a few eps.)