Plot
What connects the suicide of a young woman and the murder of a government minister?

Is it any good?
Wallander is quite tricky to define in terms of 'goodness'. There's almost an automatic cancelling out of the 'is this good?' sense caused by the foreign location. It's hard to tell, for example, if dialogue and performances are unnaturalistic or perfectly normal for Swedish people.

I'd ask my Swedish pal Ulrika but the conversation would probably go something like this:

Me: "Did you see Wallander?"
Ulrika: "Ha, ha. No, it's pronounced Wallander."
Me: "Wallander?"
Ulrika: "Ha, ha. No, Wallander."
Me: "Wallander?"
Ulrika: "Ha, ha. No…"

For five minutes. Swedish pronunciation - very tricky. So it's handy that despite the fact it's filmed in Ystad in Sweden, which is where the books are set, and all the writing in newspapers, books and TV programmes is in Swedish, everyone has an English accent (despite the fact it's a BBC Scotland commission) and it's all in colloquial English. Otherwise, it would have been a bit laughable.

All the same, it still feels a bit odd, seeing all these Brits crawling around lovely Sweden, pretending to be Swedish without even having the good grace to do an accent like the chef off The Muppets.

And Sweden does look very lovely on Wallander. There's the lovely countryside, full of lovely yellow flowers, and there's that majestic coastline. Everywhere's lit nicely, thanks to the Swedish production team. Even the police station is beautiful: it looks like the interior of Copenhagen airport rather than somewhere police-type people work.

Aside from the odd behaviours, teenagers who seem to be very wise and well behaved, etc, the story itself is pretty rubbish – albeit pleasingly unpleasant – and you'd be hard-pushed not to go "Oh, I know what's going on here," about half an hour in and then spend the rest of it waiting for Wallander to catch up, in between bouts of his crying, etc.

Because he has so much to be miserable about, despite the lovely Swedish countryside. His wife's left him, his daughter hates him, his dad's got Alzheimer's, a girl set fire to herself in front of him just a few minutes after the story started. And Wallander spends most of the time musing on that in a very depressive way.

Which I loved. We need more shows like this. Thrillingly, there's even more misery to come.

I'm not sure it's what you'd call enjoyable and Branagh seems to be going for 'rumpled' as a personality type - he appears to be the only actor allowed to have a personality type, though, with perhaps the exception of Wallander Senior (David Warner), with everyone else more or less acting as moving furniture.

The show's really like the BBC's version of Morse: a big budget travel brochure filled with a few murders and a few interesting characters, musing on the crapness of life. It's quite compelling, although not as a murder-mystery, and worth tuning in to, just to see something different.

Just because the BBC is very bizarre, I'd also like to point out that BBC4 will be showing Swedish TV's adaptation of the Wallander novels Before the Frost and Mastermind - which they confusingly also chose to call Wallander. The series starts on Saturday at 10pm, with the second film on Monday at 10pm. There's also a documentary, Who is Kurt Wallander?, airing before the first episode on Saturday at 9pm.

Here's a YouTube preview and there's a ridiculously extensive Wikipedia article on the making of the series, if you're interested. You can also find snippets from the Swedish series on YouTube with a simple Wallander search as well, if that floats your boat - or should that be båt?

PS I wonder what would happen if Wallander came into contact with The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency? Would misery and anti-misery annihilate each other?