How stupid do the script writers of Sky’s Devils think we are?

Here’s a worried question I want to plant in your head: when is TV drama going to start depicting the world we actually live in, where almost everyone wears masks, even outdoors? The current state of affairs — watching people on screen in familiar locations interacting closely, as we used to, and not wearing face-coverings — is a bit jarring. But it’s greatly preferable to the alternative: mumbled lines even more unintelligible than they are usually, smiles and teeth and noses and lips hidden behind a rag — and concealed with them not just beauty or character but half the means our faces use to convey emotion.

I wonder, though, how long this nostalgic dream state is going to last. The thought struck me quite often while watching a ropy Sky Atlantic series called Devils. Probably my brain was looking for distractions from the appalling dialogue and implausible plot — of which more in a moment — but I couldn’t stop it.