Cardiac Arrest

I was a newly qualified junior doctor when this came out. It is totally realistic. The life of the junior doctor, the horrendous hours and the dark humour which was the only way of coping with it all

Cardiac arrest has to be the best hospital series made. Yes it was unpopular with the people but was a reflection of life in the NHS not as a patient but as staff. Espically the Junior house doctors who along with the nursing staff make the system work.

This television programme is a black comedy about the goings-on in a British public hospital. Anyone who has worked in a public hospital based on the British-style (ie Commonwealth countries) will recognise the satirical barbs in this programme. Each episode made me laugh, and at the same time say to myself, "tsk, tsk - how naughty of them to put that in".

I'm surprised this comedy didn't last longer, or receive greater recognition. It's a bit like fine wine. If it came out on DVD I would instantly add it to my small, select collection.

Only just watched this made 30 years ago as I am catching up with Jed Mercurio's writing. I was a young adult in 1994-6 and it is interesting to watch this and be reminded just how much medicine has advanced eg DNA testing for paternity rather than just blood groups. Nurses still wore dresses, capes and starched white caps and doctors wore white coats. Also the fashions and music great nostalgia. The storylines feel rushed because each episode is only about 30 minutes. And I feel disappointed because the last episode initiates several stories but leaves us with multiple cliffhangers eg unanswered questions that will never be answered. Much better hospital dramas have been made since reflecting technical advances in the film industry (eg special effects) and issues and moral dilemmas facing the medical profession of recent times. But this one was good for it's time.

Gripping, compulsive viewing. This series was the BBC at its best. It sits alongside the likes of Tenko, Edge of Darkness, Brideshead Revisited, This Life as the cream of British drama. Its dark, uncompromising humour never failed to entertain thoroughly. It was so good as it managed to be left field but not esoteric, funny but not soft, sexy but not gratuitously so. It remains Helen Baxendale's best work by a country mile.

This sort of drama has been lost to a seemingly unending tidal wave of reality TV banality. Series producers need to watch this time and again to understand what really works.

It died too soon.