I started Delhi Crime 2 thinking, "Okay, this is a solid 7." By episode 4, it gently dipped to a 5. And by the grand finale, it proudly swan-dived to a 1.
For some reason, the showrunners decided that the best way to portray seasoned senior police officers, who look like they're already filling out retirement forms , was to show them reacting to tragedy like they've never seen death in their entire 30-year careers. The over-dramatic grief, the trembling lips, the slow-motion eye-quivers... all bordering on Olympic-level cringe.
But the real comedy begins in the climax. Picture this: a huge container yard, dozens of armed cops, and instead of asking the yard authorities for the container number (you know, like normal humans?), our police force decides to wander around looking very serious, as if they're searching for enlightenment, not a metal box. Meanwhile, bullets are flying around, and two elderly lady cops are in the middle of it like they wandered into the wrong film set.
By the end, one thing is crystal clear: this show is nothing, absolutely nothing, like the first season. Season 1 was gripping. Season 2 is... well, unintentionally hilarious.
