Wednesday, 29 February 2012
Almost Killed Me
The Other Half and I are now four episodes into The Killing (the Danish original, natch), and so far I'm not quite seeing what all the fuss is about. Which isn't to say I'm not enjoying it - I am. The plot is interesting and well-paced (though with sixteen more hours to go, I wonder whether I'll feel that way by season's end), and there are some great characters in there - Meyer and Theis particularly.
At heart, though, the show is easily expressible by entertainment maths as follows:
The Killing = Twin Peaks - humour + drive - demons + a desire for closure.
Neither of those additions is a bad thing, of course, and maybe the show is a bit funnier in the original Danish, but I'm not yet seeing this as anything more than a very solid modern TV show. I hear that AMC have dropped the ball spectacularly with the American remake (most significantly by stretching the case over two seasons and an extra six hours), which is a shame, because it would interesting to see if the show would get so much praise without it coming out of a country with comparatively little reputation for good TV. Either way, the new The Wire, this is not.