The performances are not ferociously good. There is no angel-faced psychopathy. This was not transfixing and had no relentless drive. This was not fresh or revitalising and had no energy just superficiality and cliché. It was not seeped in atmosphere. There was treadworn characterisation of sweat-leaking people. The loon-eyed killer is obvious and he does anodyne iniquities to various objects of his wrath.
Career damage is caused to hardworking and sincere people. This was palpably over the top and the defence lawyer is deeply emotional and prejudiced. She’s full of sentimental moralising and TPTB ran out of characterisation inspiration there. This was not emotion saturated, but it was full of indignation, blithering idiots, superficial idiocy and suffocating smugness. Nobody was charming, charismatic or endearing. This has absurd notions, the lawyer is ideologically fixated, there is really bad acting and blatant disregard for logic.
“What was it? Me naked?”
“The 80s? That was 70 years ago!”
“I don’t see any of these conversations working out for me.”