I’m delighted to see that season four of Merlin is making good on the promise of the show.
I love the Arthurian tales. Their telling is like pizza — good, even when it’s bad. Not that there’s anything wrong with the first three seasons — on the contrary, there is much there to love and admire.
But toward the end of the third season, the show really seemed to find its legs with the coming together of the round table. No doubt the good people who bring us the series realized they have a hit on their hands.
Now the story is going from strength to strength — with verve, sweep, and romance … and magic!
Good for them. Good for us.
O, drat — they’ve cancelled the series.