Spoilers if you haven't seen the first episode yet...
The direction was all over the place. The spiritual guru came across as pathetic and he called his daughter, Athena, the Goddess of love, which is incorrect. The path they took to arrive there was absurd. Two detectives serving a foreclosure notice? To a woman who just happens to have a missing daughter who worked at the detective's father's temple of gay? Talk about a fucking reach. Last year felt so excellently crafted that everyone was looking for Stanley Kubrick-esque clues because you thought you knew everything was purposeful. Colin Farrell's acting is on point for the most part, but the over the top weed, booze, coke and pills in every scene makes it feel fake. If you wanna be cartoonish then be it, this feels like a comic book being directed from a more serious angle. The director from every episode last year is gone and the landscape shots set over drums felt over the top as well. And cop bitch's sister just happens to be working where she raids? And biker dude just happens to find this missing dude on the tail end of his suicidal adrenaline binge?
Gay gay and gay.
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