The Claremont Murders

I wanted to like this but it was so slow. The characters weren't engaging enough to like, they appeared as wooden depictions of real people. The script just seemed to be all over the place. The long close up shots of the characters doing nothing just seemed weird. I was thinking am I missing something here, but no, it appeared to be part of the style of filming. Sometimes it works but not on this show. We tried to finish the first episode but couldn't summon up enough interest. There were some good actors in the show but even they couldn't salvage an unwatchable episode. I realised I was listening and not watching and using my tablet to read things at the same time.

Very well done portrayal of a real case that took years to resolve.

At least they was some closure, apart from the poor family of one girl.

So often in these stories the perpetrator is never found, but improvement in technology and DNA sampling resulted in the right man coming to justice.

However, this doesn't make up for the poor soul who was the prime suspect for too long.

The way the actualities of the crimes were described rather than shown visually and the fact that these were not gratuitous was also a credit to the producers.

They told the story over two episodes and this helped illustrate the extraordinary length of time the case actually took.

Overall, this mini series could have been cut by 50% time-wise. The plot based on actual serial killings in Western Australia was intriguing. It took the police decades to find the killer who eluded them due to conflicting eyewitness accounts, an odd coincidence with a company van, and set during a time when DNA testing was not perfected. The police had everything working against them it seemed. I found the two main police investigators annoying because they always seemed on the brink of tears. I understood their frustration level as each time they took a step forward they took a step back toward solving the case. But tears at the workplace is very unprofessional especially for seasoned detectives. I blame the director for this uncharacteristic portrayal. The actors who played victims and family members were believable and should be commended.

I just couldn't get over the editing and cutting of this series. A rather conservative camerawork glued together from scene to scene, interrupted by badly choosen soundtrack, with the introduction of news-flashes in a serial-killer-documentary-style killed all my will to get through this to the end. All the emotions of the victims families got lost for me on the way as they appeared just as another part of the first-aid-kit in movie-editing. None of the characters mattered to me, couldn't feel any dynamics no matter how dramaticly fast the police-actors tried to speak to create some and got into their analysis.

I wish you the best of luck to get through over two an a half hours of this, I didn't have that.

Both the problem and the strength of this two-part police procedural is that it's based -- quite closely, it would seem -- on a string of three actual murders. As a result, it feels very real, especially as to police errors and inefficiency, as well as to the long time involved in bringing the case to a close. To its credit, it is anything but "neat."

On the other hand, thanks to its apparent allegiance to the truth, the case itself isn't terribly gripping. Obviously any serial-killer drama will have inherent interest -- we want to see the monster brought to justice -- but I doubt you'll come away entirely satisfied.

Worse, the characters (as some have complained here) are bland, and their dialogue consists almost entirely of exposition, often of one cop telling another something the latter would already know, simply to explain the progress of the case to the TV audience. (There's also one cringeworthy little attempt to inject some romance into the plot.) Sometimes the task of exposition is left to a local TV reporter who conveniently keeps popping up. She's rather annoying.

Brief as it is, the entire series feels at least half an hour too long, with too much uncomfortable time devoted to the grief of the victims' bereaved families. And there's something just a little off, even a little amateurish, about the direction; cast members tend to stand with unnatural stiffness as they exchange their curt, exposition-laden dialogue.