The one thing I didn't love about it was there was no way the audience could work out the specifics.
I deduced the basic gist of what was going on in about six minutes but the specifics were in universe and therefore beyond anyone but the author's reach.
With the original story it was possible (but unlikely because of the red herrings) to figure out every element of the conclusion of the story which is much more rewarding.
You get that "oh of course" feeling.
I spent the last quarter of the story trying to work out the acronym when I couldn't have possibly have worked it out.
Anthea Crispy's worst stories have the same cheat to them.
Russell Tovey should also be discouraged from making that horrible squealing noise.
It was kind of fun for two or three episodes of Being Human but now I just want to punch him so hard his ancestors will die.