James Delingpole James Delingpole

Apple TV+’s new series damn near cost me my marriage: Calls reviewed

Plus: I can understand why Marseille wasn’t recommissioned by Netflix after the car-crash second series

Calls is more like radio than TV, with no attractive images to look at, just random electronic squiggles and snatches of text

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