Our hero detectives are stroppy. They growl at suspects, berate their partners and are constantly fall foul of their bosses because they refuse to accept authority. In this respect DI Alex Hardy in Broadchurch is a bit of a wimp. He can't match up to Ian Banks let alone Rebus; will never challenge Harry Bosch or Andy Dalziel; isn't even as grumpy as old Maigret. But the miserable, misanthropic, truculent, unmanageable, cantankerous, shabby, contemptuous wreck that outperforms all these - combined - has to be Carl Morck of Department Q. Makes me feel quite sociable in comparison.