The Overdone Parts? Don’t Mind ’em. The Rest Was Just So Good
Another Korean TV series worth your time.
Just finished watching Flower of Evil, a 16-part thriller on Netflix, and yet again I’ve got that punched-in-the-gut feeling.
The lead character was extraordinary, in the writing and the portrayal, no cheap choices made here, and we’re not played for fools.
The plot’s built around the consequences of a serial killer’s actions but almost all of the killing takes place in the past; there’s some bloody violence mostly justifiable within the story, and there’s a small subplot the writers shouldn’t have failed to give a resolution to; I found that a wee bit annoying.
Some artistic decisions may put the audience off-kilter too soon, in too-obvious ways, but if you’ve got patience and stick around until you begin to grasp where the story is really going, there’s a good chance you’ll thank me later.
I try not to presume suspect motives for why so many American, Canadian and British shows these days devolve straight into torture porn as soon as they’ve got you hooked, but something really stinks there. We don’t even get anti-heroes but rather people any sane society should not desire to gleefully discuss around the watercooler or its spawn, the comments thread.
Flower of Evil pulls us into the heart of some of the worst things individuals can experience and doesn’t slaver over them nor attempt to gild evil acts with an illusory transcendence.
I don’t recommend ice cream or popcorn if you choose to watch it, but perhaps some good strong coffee.
Yep. I often find myself excusing minor oversights in view of the greeter good.