The Bureau; House of the Dragon

“So, no, as spy thrillers go this has little of the glamour of The Night Manager and not much of the dingy wit of Jackson Lamb, even if there is a lone flash of that when an agent says: “There’s no ‘I’ in team,” and the colleague with whom he’s arguing snaps back, “There’s a ‘U’ in cocksucker.” The series is mostly slow-paced and intricate, asking for your concentration because, without anything resembling a quirk, it solemnly details the price of deception — whether that be living a double life or betraying your institution. It’s one of those dramas with a sleek, business-class feel that you can sink into if you’re prepared to make the effort.”
James Jackson, The Times

“House of the Dragon is a less flippant show than Game of Thrones, and less reliant on sex and nudity to keep our attention: there is not that much hot D in HOTD. Instead it has moments of offbeat cuteness, like a dragon apparently abandoning its rider on a mountain top, only to reappear minutes later with two sheep, one of which it helpfully flame-grills; or the all-out comedy of Tom Bennett, once of PhoneShop, as the endlessly unlucky dragon rider Ulf. Season three has one more weapon in reserve: James Norton has an early scene as new main player Lord Ormund Hightower. Is the joke where a snooty nobleman receives a letter from a messenger who reeks of faeces a new one? No. Does Norton make it funny? Yes, but then he vanishes again, kept in reserve by a show that has the confidence of knowing that its edge was never sharper.”
Jack Seale, The Guardian