No, it’s not a great title. But for me it’s been a good series, well worth staying with over the last couple of months. I’m sure they’ve done a bit of inventive reworking of biographical facts (far too many neat interconnections/contrasts) but the passion of Masters and Johnson for their work comes across powerfully – reminds me of Raymond Williams’ lectures about Hardy, and the bond of shared work. There was a snitty Guardian review after the first episode that Masters’ motivation wasn’t entirely clear. that’s the point. It’s a gradual exploration, writer and actor taking their time, like Breaking Bad, like Mad Men. and there’s been little moments, of thoughtful filming, eloquent silence, that’s made this really worthwhile.