
As well as cutting many of TV's topper-most programmes short for the year, the American writers' strike has had another unfortunate side-effect. It's highlighted the many flaws in the usually excellent Prison Break.
Watching PB week in, week out, the excitement builds, the tensions rises and even the odd duff episode can be ignored because you know something huge is coming next week. Problem is, when you have to endure several breaks during a short season, the momentum is lost, the anticipation dwindles, and every setback to Michael and co's plans seems quite obviously an attempt by the writers to drag the series out.
Series three hasn't been great. The prison that apparently even the army doesn't dare enter is more like Maplin's holiday camp. T-Bag, Bellick and Mahone have been criminally underused. The death of Sarah - while providing impetus for Michael's actions - has left no sympathetic female characters. No one knows whether chief baddie Susan B should be called Susan B or Gretchen. And, well, what's with Whistler and his Oddie-esque birdwatching book?
At present, it seems that PB will be back for a fourth series - which should hopefully see Michael embark on a roaring rampage of revenge against the so-rubbish-she's-excellent Gretchen. Jodi Lyn O'Keefe has been the best thing about the third series - her Gretchen is superbad and supercamp at the same time. And a full on cat-fight between her and Wentworth Miller next season could wipe-out all memory of this year's lacklustre series.

