A series of exciting criminal investigations and events open up during this exciting series. Stella Gibson, a female inventor in the Metropolitan Police. Stella is trying to capture Paul Spector, a serial killer still on the run. The events start when Stella refuses to talk to local journalist Ned Calan about her involvement in the Monroe case. Spector seems to have failed to kill the ideal he wanted, killing Jack Brawley and Spector murdering a girl and then washing and cutting her hair so his crime does not show up.
A fantastically creepy thriller shaped by the heroine's feminism and unapologetic sexuality. Anderson's delivery is sharp as her jaw in a series smarter and richer than most.
Nobody does intelligent ice queen better than Anderson, and I'm assuming that awards makers are already preparing a "Jamie Dornan" stamp to save themselves time.
At times captivating, it was rarely less than atmospheric, intense, and dark. It was generally well-acted, and, refreshingly, there was a certain plausibility to the nature of and motives behind the killings.
This is a work of great art that asks us a profound question in the treatment of murder-why are we watching; what do we want? My only uneasy answer is that I watched all five episodes in one sitting.
