Growing up in 1960s Britain FW Dixon's (nom de plume) Hardy Boys books were not recommended by teachers, who considered them vulgar. Just the information we needed to secretly read them ALL, along with Blyton & WE Johns. So it's delightful to see the Hardy adventures at last dramatized for a more diffuse market, though these stories will always principally be for a younger audience - and correspondingly tactful in the portrayal of sensitive issues, which is commendable. Compared with 1960 Children's TV or Odeon/Gaumot Saturday Cinema Club (aka the flea pit) this production's not bad, but it'll probably not get an Oscar either.
Review of The Hardy Boys
