In the US: Wednesdays, 10pm, FX
FX has backed itself into something of a corner. With a reputation for being a manly channel for manly men who like programmes about even manlier men, pretty much everything they do now has to fit this remit.
I imagine that much like a war of escalation, each new FX show’s going to have be manlier than the previous ones. There’s going to come up a point where it commissions a show about ex-marine lumberjack bodybuilders on steroids who have John Woo shoot-outs and punch-ups during bank heists, before returning home to drink 17 kegs of beer each in front of cable porn – all without saying more than five, four-letter words each.
Sons of Anarchy isn’t that show, but it’s the closest yet. Set in a fake motorcycle gang chapter in California, it traces the fortunes of a family of bikers who are involved in guns, drugs, murder, robbery, and book-writing. Really.
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