A new season begins with much suspense and adventure that follows the struggle of Sarah Linden, a young courageous detective, who has postponed her leaving for the country and work, in order to solve the case of a missing girl. Sara has to postpone her departure for the second time, when her partner forged the evidence they have against the corrupted politician.
This is a story about a murky process, not about a definitive resolution. It's deliberately soaked in confusion and misdirection. And so I embrace the dilemma.
The Killing sort of knows what it has to do to be a good show, but it thinks that all it has to do is flaunt convention to be good. It doesn't realize that it has to do more than present an appealing surface if the core is fundamentally rotten.
That final, bathetic capture of Terry was at least a hint of the show's promise. The case, it turned out, did not end flashily in a stroke of lightning. Just rain, rain, rain.
I'm willing to give The Killing a second chance. I still find Linden and especially Holder compelling, exciting and enthralling characters trapped in a rain-soaked world of murder and suspense that aches to be further explored.
Soon became clear that the lengths to which Sud was willing to go to keep us guessing weren't worth the effort. The Killing's punishing, monotonous downpour eventually washed everything away, including our interest.
