Our Girl

By about 9.45pm, Lacey Turner will probably be the only reason you’re sticking with ‘Our Girl’. The fire, fury and total commitment of her performance just about compensate for the clichés in Tony Grounds’ script, as young Molly (Turner) seeks refuge from a chaotic homelife (that's a jobless, manipulative dad, knackered, defeated mum, unreliable, shiftless mates and boyfriend) and a dead-end job by joining the army.

Where, by the way, recruits are treated firmly but fairly (by the likes of Matthew McNulty’s Corporal Geddings) and there’s plenty of banter but no real unpleasantness. It’s honest and well-intentioned but, despite the modern trimmings, all a bit old-fashioned. But then we shift away from military propaganda as things start to go wrong for Molly and her comrades, culminating in a sucker punch of an ending that truly brings the realities home. Stick with it and you’ll be rewarded, if that doesn’t sound too much like an army recruitment slogan.