Just perfect...

If you don't like this, we can't be friends.

Good story, Not enough for a whole film

In truth, there is barely enough story here to make a film.

Always a good story! Or two or four! We need more tv like this!

I began watching Midsomer Murders on a local NPR station (WETA-UK), when some of the older episodes were airing. Then, thanks to my son, I started watching it on Netflix. At first, it was just an interesting British mystery set in a rural area, but when I read some of the comments by original producer, Brian True-May as to why there were no characters of color in the series, I was a bit turned off, despite the fact that the stories were otherwise pretty well done. Then, True-May, as people of his ilk are prone to do, went a verbal step too far and was removed from the series. With the change, more characters of color began to appear, often in key roles, with no change in the essential direction of the show-and, in my opinion, the series is much the better for it. When John Nettles, the first DCI Barnaby, left the show, and was replaced by his cousin, played by Neil Dudgeon, I thought the series would lag, but was happily proved to be wrong. The new DCI Barnaby is as interesting in his own unique way, and Midsomer continues to be a part of England that, though I might like to visit, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't want to live--or die--there. If you like British mystery and cop shows, you can't go wrong with this one.

I have watched this series since the beginning but I confess to being disappointed. I find the constant changes in DI's annoying as I get fond of one and then they get a new one. I realize this may not be the creator/producers fault(or perhaps it is) yet it is very tiresome. Also it seems Christianity take a hit a lot. I think I'm ready to call it a day because it's just boring now. I miss the John Nettles era very much.

Stick a fork in it!I used to watch this series when it first arrived on the scene and enjoyed it. As the ideas ran out and the same faces kept returning I slowly just couldn't be bothered anymore...Well, it's 2017 so I thought I'd give it another go, beginning with the latest series twenty years later (2017) with a new Detective Barnaby.I liked John Nettles but I didn't mind a change. The sound of him wheezing through his lines towards the end of his run was painful to watch. So now we have Neil Dudgeon at the helm and he's a lot like the last chap... happily married and plodding through the clues. And he, too, has a new companion... the dullest man in Britain - Nick Hendrix. The man has the gravitas of wet paint.But more importantly; the new series is just like every other episode I have ever seen... mysterious camera angles from behind the bushes, absurd two- dimensional and horribly clichéd characters from middle England each with a bucket of red herrings to chuck about the scenery.The script is generally awful so at least that hasn't changed! The locations, camera angles, the microcosmic view of insulated white England, the cringe-worthy Trever Eve school of overacting... it's all there.It's like watching an episode of Scooby Doo... the only bit worth watching is when they rip off the mummy's bandages at the end! Pesky kids! It's pornography for middle-Englanders and seriously Anglophilic Americans and that's probably the market. If you're new to this long-running police drama then you may stick around to see the bandages come off at the end... if you're curious about how an old love looks after a few years apart... you'll be disappointed. It hasn't aged well - it hasn't aged at all!