It's the story of a stubborn Baltimore FBI agent. Baltimore appears to be involved with a secret government unit assembled to hunt down a group of fierce terrorists. Baltimore still faces more strange paths and may be mysterious characters who may or may not be from this world with Baltimore.
Hunters borrows many familiar beats from other TV shows and films. Too bad it doesn't weave those samples into a wholly original or inspiring new tune.
I'm not sure if there'll be a person in America who'll feel emotionally invested in Flynn's plight. And if the series is meant to be any metaphorical commentary on our real-world war on terrorism, well, that's not immediately evident either.
Hunters is a dour sci-fi procedural whose every story beat is joylessly copied from more interesting shows, and whose pretensions toward political allegory are too simplistic to be truly offensive.
Grim, humorless, and instantly off-putting -- the shot of a naked, bloody woman being kept prisoner in a cage is your early warning -- Hunters is a misfire from the Syfy network.
Honestly, I seldom had any idea what was going on in the first hour of Hunters, which flashes back and forward and features hallucinations and nightmares, with action shot mostly in the dark.
