Life has been a little grim of late, hasn’t it? We’re witnessing the creation of a new fascist, authoritarian world order. Apparently, everyone on Earth has the equivalent of a plastic spoon’s worth of microplastics in their brains (which explains a lot). And also, it’s still a bit chilly and I’m sick of wearing a scarf. So, what are we beleaguered humans meant to do?
Well, if you need a boost, you could do worse than High Potential. It premiered last year but there are so many shows everywhere all at once that I can’t keep up. Also, the lifecycle of a TV series these days is just as confusing as everything else. It can hang around for years in the recesses of some streaming service you don’t have, then all of a sudden there are millions of memes about it and people at work are looking at you in disgust saying, “I can’t believe you haven’t watched season eight of Sleeverance.”
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Anyway, High Potential is about Morgan, a cleaner for the LAPD who has CRIME SOLVING SUPERPOWERS, and if that doesn’t hit you right in the Columbos, I don’t know what will. Not only that, but she dresses in thigh-high boots and leopard-print furs and can calculate her grocery bill just by looking at the shopping, a skill I dearly wish I had.
It’s all down to her high potential intelligence, which doesn’t make for a very exciting title for a TV show, but gives her spidey senses, photographic memory and the ability to spot tiny details that bumbling detectives miss. All while she’s mopping the floors.
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Although this is a remake of a French detective series called HPI, as you can probably tell, we’re not talking sensitive Euro noir here: this is high-octane, fast-talking, crack-the-case-by-the-end-of-the episode nonsense and I am here for it. Yes, there are a few things that don’t make much sense, including the fact that she’s immediately welcomed on board by the LAPD as their token single-mom-cleaner crime-fighter. But if Jessica Fletcher can do it, so can this sassy lady.