Naomi Ackie

The delightfully bleak, obsidian-black The End Of The F***ing World deserved its return for a second series on Channel 4. But it was a poor idea, for any binge-watchers (and you'll be tempted), to have promised full availability, after broadcast, on All 4: it's a dreadful, mismanaged, ugly clunking beast of a "free" platform, and the ads will drive you tootsie. But... aww, sweet, clever, murderous James and Alyssa are really back! And joined in their vulnerable teen anger by newcomer Bonnie, a great Naomi Ackie, who at midweek count had managed to bump off a mere three, admittedly appalling, souls! Teen noir with savage class. Kids will love it.

Review - The End of the Fxxxing World: series 2

Did we need a second series? Not really, but I'm glad one exists.

I couldn't hate The End of the F***ing World

Writer Charlie Covell located all the plot holes that might have left an audience in doubt, and returned to neatly sew them up.

A confident, even audacious opening to season two of this pitch-black comedy-drama. Via an entire episode dedicated to another character (Naomi Ackie's blank yet somehow remarkably expressive Bonnie), we are filled in on a whole new strand of relevant backstory and yet, deliciously, hardly any the wiser about where the series might be going. It is a beautifully observed little tale that pulls off the admirable trick of being desperately bleak while remaining very funny indeed.

The End of the F***ing World review

Coal-black comedy makes a killer return.

The End of the F***ing World, review

TV's blackest comedy is as dry, wry and hopelessly romantic as ever.

The End of the F***ing World season 2 review

Two fingers up to Romeo and Juliet endings.