Mr. Selfridge, the eternally grinning American entrepreneur who wants Londoners teach the shopping - it seems only one to admit pose: legs stretched out wide.
With such a lavishly produced series (costumes and scenery) as Mr. Selfridge, as well the appropriate halfway in the temporal context, correct display of the characters and their behavior is personally important to me. But somehow I can not succeed this.
Surely, this series based on the book Shopping, Seduction and Mr Selfridge. Since I have not read it, the question remains for me whether in the design of the contents rather the artistic freedom of the author or of the transmitter is expressed.
The saleswomen act too much trimmed to modern TV Women: dyed hair, pearly white, perfect teeth, plucked eyebrows and a makeup that would just post-Victorian worn in certainly no female outside of the red light district. Likewise, the dialogues seem more likely to fit into a modern teen series.
Who is Downton Abbey spoiled, will probably come to frown on Mr. Selfridge.
For all others: it is a shallow entertainment series that can be run at the same time, but does not have to!
