Again The Archers demonstrate a lot of emotional subtly. I'm struck by Powell's grace with the camera. He's never flashy, but his handling of some scenes (the ping-pong scene, for example) is breathtaking in its economy and visual accuracy. Although I was never bored, I was less enthralled by the final trail. Petty nationalistic grudges, as Frank notes, are beside the point. Livesey is the man, though.