It is a series that presents a wide range of different dramas. The series opens with events where India excels Fona Hoddle, a naive girl who grew up in the mid-1960s, Reno, Nevada, who is beginning to explore who she really is. Meanwhile in Los Angeles, Jay Singletary, Chris Payne, returned a soldier who returned from the Korean War and is now a reporter covering a horrific murder.
There's no denying the spellbindingly ominous mood cast over six episodes as Night plunges its protagonists into a sordid subculture of sex cults and hip "happenings" that reveal the more tarnished side of Tinseltown.
You'll hate yourself for enjoying its seedy dark universe inspired by infamy, a place where you can get yourself killed for insulting someone's paintings. The fabulous avante garde score is, dare I say it, killer. Buckle up.
May be a little too formulaic to be TV's next limited series with maximum impact, but it's well positioned to deliver the kind of entertainment that overly serious fare often overlooks.
Pacing can be frustrating -- this mini would be a lot more effective if it were cut to four hours -- but the surprises and twists in the final two episodes make it more than worthy of your investment.
Although the Black Dahlia case is still cold, there's no denying that the family connections that I Am the Night has been loosely based on are fascinating, yet creepy as hell.
