Having read all the reviews of this drama, I would agree that in parts, it doesn't quite deliver. However, in the interest of balance I have to say it's not THAT bad!
The plot is standard fare - five siblings are re-united after 20 years estrangement at their father's funeral.
As the will is read, their dysfunction becomes apparent - Fragile minds, fractured marriages, and the threat that the sinister secret shared by two of the sisters, will be finally uncovered.
Writer Debbie Horsefield ('Cutting It') does sometimes veer perilously close to caricature, but she does at least have a canny ear for capturing the natural rhythms of Northern speech.
Although this is largely a female-centric piece, most of the acting plaudits surely belong to the men.
No-one exudes grimy menace quite like David Bradley, and both Paul McGann and Brendan Coyle (as Nash and Kaz, respectively) deliver winningly understated performances.
But for me, it was Paul Hilton's turn as the comically phobic, mascara-loving Dennis who was the real delight.
Like a sexually bewildered Harold Steptoe, Hilton presents a man both revelling in and recoiling from, all the years left alone in his Father's company. As Dennis, he nabs all the best clothes, most of the best lines and injects them with a sort of wounded glee.
All in all, 'True Dare Kiss' is a bit of a quirky concoction. If the Waltons had been created by Edgar Allan Poe and Tim Burton decided to lock them up in a decaying Mancunian Townhouse and film them, it may well have ended up something like this.
Granted, it's not Pinter or Kafka (although, I do think they may have appreciated one or two of the characters...) but in a TV landscape dominated by Reality shows and U.S imports, there is something unapologetically British about 'True Dare Kiss', and I applaud it for that.