We live here in many exciting and exciting events through the second season, which seems to be full of surprises. The second season begins, where the terrible misery of the decaying Asian Daiyan sends a shiver down the spine, moreover, a long-awaited meeting and a completely unexpected discovery will finally give a new meaning to life in addition to a strong push in the situation.
While there is a deliberately unsatisfying, incomplete air to the series - kind of like real life - you can't fault Top of the Lake for its ambition or its performances, which remain, as before, entirely enthralling.
In some ways, it's not quite as successful as the first-it's hard to repeat that kind of breakthrough brilliance-but it's undeniably challenging and way more complex than most mystery television.
Thanks especially to its actors, Top of the Lake: China Girl succeeds at putting forward a vision that... shines a spotlight on the horrors inflicted on women. And this time in our own backyard.
Call it television, call it a six-hour movie, call it "the future," it doesn't matter. Whatever the hell you call it, Top of the Lake: China Girl is as beautiful and soul-stirring as anything you'll see on any kind of screen this year.
Yes, there's a murder-mystery plot - the faceless corpse of China Girl washed up on Bondi in a suitcase - but that's more of a decorative flourish than the real bones of the series.