chrisrosenkreuz

Please, Netflix stop making movies, just stick to series. I am trying hard to remember ONE decent Netflix movie (and I have watched 100+). I don't know why you bother, seeing as a 6part mini-series is almost the same runtime as a 2h movie but I digress. This is simply an artefact of a different medium, and as Marshall McLuhan reminds us, the medium is the message. It's only natural if the parameters change that the end result will be denatured as well.

This movie has no actual action, there is nothing happening. This is not a qualitative commentary on the part of the action but a quantitative one. All of the action has passed before the movie even began and this is merely a pensive afterthought. No order is upset during, nor is there any restored at the end. There is no actual point to this movie other than to say "there was a serial killer, and he got away" (of which they could have just written a tweet). The only statement this film makes is that police are useless and actually a hinderance to organised society (which let's be honest we all knew from experience but is indeed nevertheless a fact that is pleasing to see acknowledged) 2 stars instead of 1 just for that.

I guess season 1 was borderline ok but season 2 is SUUUCH a draaag. It's like the writer went through film school, learned every rule in the book about screen writing and thought why don't I just consistently go against that. I mean I had to watch it at 1.5 speed because the pacing was so slow, my mind just wandered off because the dialogue presented very little actual relevant information to progress the plot or the characters. And even at 1.5x it was a draaag.

I have heard it being compared to something from Stephen King but it can't be, seeing as it has an actual ending in which the entire premise dawns on you (heh), coming full circle not unlike the Ouroboros. I am not one for horror or non-sense stuff like this seemed at first but it had a certain philosophical quality to it right from the get go, so I stuck with it to see where it was going. Boy, was I not wrong: as it went on, even as SHTF, it still held its colour overall. The blood of Cain, nature feeding on itself, we all stand naked before the light in the end with nowhere to hide, after we've devoured ourselves bare. Thy flesh consumed, I gobbled it all up, mixing metaphors and that. Only watch if you're into all that Bologna, otherwise you're gonna hate it.