I've been re-watching episodes of Spooks. It's amazing that every time they find a hidden bomb, be it tucked away in a basement, concealed behind a pillar, atop a mast of some kind, there is a huge, bright, digital readout to give the game away to our hero.
Then starts the age old system of drawing those last few seconds of countdown into whole minutes of suspense. Cut to the look of panic on faces. Cut to the rising water level. Cut to the sword of Damocles in Damascus. Cut to the villain of your choice. It might be religious, it might be political, it might be the fevered result of an unhappy childhood. Or simply that of a scriptwriter stuck in a hell of his or her own making. We are not to know. How can we know?
Then the background music goes up a whole semitone as we watch those digits flicker, flicker, flicker, ever down, down, down all the way down, down almost to zero yet we know we shall never get there. Another cut to the deranged monster of a man who has perpetrated such an evil notion upon humanity. Onward to the dew drops of perspiration on the brow of our hero, as he snips that final wire...
Well that's how it happens for me at any rate. Hand soldering those 0805s does this to me every time. Oh how I hanker for those luminous 4 inch digits...
Should I get out more I wonder?
John S