The Boy Who Can't Forget, Channel 4, review Aurelien, 20, a likeable (if ethereal) student at Durham University, remembers pretty much every day of his life. Fire a date at him, and he'll tell you what the weather was like, what he had for tea, and who was on Loose Women. Barnaby Peel's fascinating documentary began by adopting a highly sceptical pose: does Aurelien (and the small number of others like him) really have a naturally amazing memory, or is he just a self-obsessed trickster? Eight-times world memory champion Dominic O'Brien couldn't detect a scheme in Aurelien's ability to recall. Professor Giuliana Mazzoni scanned Aurelien's brain as he was prompted to remember a series of dates, and thrilled at the way the "visual areas" lit up. By the end, it was hard to fathom why the film had started out so doubtful: it lost any veneer of scepticism, forgot its own doubts, and just let Professor Mazzoni rhapsodise about whether we could all be trained to remember like Aurelien. The potential problems with total recall were illustrated by a touching final scene, as Aurelien drank Pinot Grigio on a romantic picnic with his equally ethereal boyfriend, Henry. "It might be something that I could get quite jealous of," said Henry. Good days that we have together, like today for instance, you'll remember forever - whereas it'll slowly just fade out of my memory. "Charming," replied Aurelien.