Only Murders in the Building season four review – by far the funniest thing on TV

To make sense of it, however, you will need to start from the beginning: despite starring two septuagenarians, this is not your old-school dip-in-and-out sitcom. In fact, three seasons in, the Only Murders universe is so populous and its plot so labyrinthine that providing a brief precis is nigh-on impossible. Here, instead, are the bare bones. In season one, three neighbours and true-crime fans – washed-up TV actor Charles (an uptight and egotistically frustrated Martin), washed-up theatre director Oliver (Short, giving it everything as a sweatily flamboyant name-dropper) and never-got-going millennial Mabel (an utterly deadpan Gomez, in one of the most compellingly strange performances on TV) – started a podcast about a suspicious death in their fancy apartment complex. Their investigation involved Sting, a Greek deli owner and Charles’s new bassoonist girlfriend Jan. Season two focused on the murder of the building’s board president Bunny, while in season three their victim was Ben Glenroy (Paul Rudd), the obnoxious star of Oliver’s inadvertently hilarious Broadway flop Death Rattle.