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Even the superhuman efforts of Satoh Takeru couldn’t save this one.
After a rough week I was just wanting something relatively brainless to drop into and when Netflix offered me this I conceded that Satoh Takeru is more than just a good actor, he’s a very pretty face and was seduced into trying it.
It was 6 episodes in that I found out, to my disappointment, it was a 10 episode drama rather than an 8. You may wonder at this point if I am simply incapable of dropping a show. Well, Black Knight went down the tubes 10 minutes in… But this was one of those compulsively bad dramas you just have watch to the end. Boiled frog syndrome. There’s a totally perverse pleasure, or perhaps it’s a morbid fascination, in seeing just how valiantly good actors will struggle to put on a show as the writing progresses from almost passable, to unfortunate, to cringeworthy, to bad, to embarrassing, to execrable, to finally arrive at the only remaining destination—hysteria. Wah, the professional pride of this cast was impressive!
There’s something about Satoh Takeru that makes virtually anything he takes seriously totally believable, but even this superhuman quality of his was unable to save the farce of episode 9 (Thunderbolts and lightening, very, very frightening me…) and the sentimental quagmire of episode 10. And btw who the hell thought of adding that jaunty song into the mix? Wtf were they thinking…
The idea was marginally interesting and could have been made to almost work in the hands of a writer who could have taken the theme of death and relinquishment and given it some pathos. But I’m afraid Adachi Naoko either doesn’t know what those experiences are made of, or is just unable to write an insightful account of it. I suspect the former (forgive me if it’s the latter but it really has no impact on the end result). At first I thought it was going to be a whimsical approach but then it gradually became clear that keeping everything “nice” and above the murky waters of real feeling was the driving factor.
The character of the policeman was bordering on nauseatingly sickly and he was forced into that profession by the writer’s necessity for someone to solve a crime. In fact I swear he’d been training for the priesthood before she hijacked him for the part. And that’s the core of the problem really, the conveniences and problem-solving adjustments just got more and more ridiculous as the drama progressed. Everything was halfhearted and superficial, from the romance to the crime, which sort of lurked in dark corners. Well, I suppose I got what I wished for - something brainless.
What my rating means: 4+ I forced myself to go through to the end of it, but only because I was committed to writing the review. It annoyed the hell out of me. Actively avoid.
It was 6 episodes in that I found out, to my disappointment, it was a 10 episode drama rather than an 8. You may wonder at this point if I am simply incapable of dropping a show. Well, Black Knight went down the tubes 10 minutes in… But this was one of those compulsively bad dramas you just have watch to the end. Boiled frog syndrome. There’s a totally perverse pleasure, or perhaps it’s a morbid fascination, in seeing just how valiantly good actors will struggle to put on a show as the writing progresses from almost passable, to unfortunate, to cringeworthy, to bad, to embarrassing, to execrable, to finally arrive at the only remaining destination—hysteria. Wah, the professional pride of this cast was impressive!
There’s something about Satoh Takeru that makes virtually anything he takes seriously totally believable, but even this superhuman quality of his was unable to save the farce of episode 9 (Thunderbolts and lightening, very, very frightening me…) and the sentimental quagmire of episode 10. And btw who the hell thought of adding that jaunty song into the mix? Wtf were they thinking…
The idea was marginally interesting and could have been made to almost work in the hands of a writer who could have taken the theme of death and relinquishment and given it some pathos. But I’m afraid Adachi Naoko either doesn’t know what those experiences are made of, or is just unable to write an insightful account of it. I suspect the former (forgive me if it’s the latter but it really has no impact on the end result). At first I thought it was going to be a whimsical approach but then it gradually became clear that keeping everything “nice” and above the murky waters of real feeling was the driving factor.
The character of the policeman was bordering on nauseatingly sickly and he was forced into that profession by the writer’s necessity for someone to solve a crime. In fact I swear he’d been training for the priesthood before she hijacked him for the part. And that’s the core of the problem really, the conveniences and problem-solving adjustments just got more and more ridiculous as the drama progressed. Everything was halfhearted and superficial, from the romance to the crime, which sort of lurked in dark corners. Well, I suppose I got what I wished for - something brainless.
What my rating means: 4+ I forced myself to go through to the end of it, but only because I was committed to writing the review. It annoyed the hell out of me. Actively avoid.
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