created by Rob Grant and Doug Naylor, Grit, Grime, and Grace Aboard the Last Ship of the Empire If The Crown depicts the burden of tradition in palaces and parlours, Red Dwarf does the same at the arse end of the universe, in a space-mining vessel held together with duct tape and stubbornness. This is not prestige sci-fi, it is Anglofuturism with curry stains. It is civilisation’s flickering pilot light, tended by the unlikeliest of keepers: a slacker, a hologram, a creature evolved from a cat, and a neurotic cleaning robot. And, dear reader, it is glorious. The Ship That Time Forgot Red…