Do you know what a "railroad switch" is? It's when the train is chugging along nicely, but then, at the last second, a switch is thrown and with a bone-jarring neck snapping jerk, the train suddenly veers off onto another set of tracks. Gah. What the heck?
The journey this movie made was much like that train zipping along, making good time and getting you where you want to go and then ------ poof!-------- just like that, where'd the plot go?
With this series, chug chug chug chug, everything is building up and, yep, you're making good time. You're enjoying the ride, you're engaged and really looking forward to finding out whodunit, and then . . . WHAT THE HELL?!? Goddamnit! Someone pulled that railroad switch and look out---------You're headed straight for>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Crazy Town.
Episode 9. Everything was okay up till then, and then the entire story completely springt de haai. Jumps the shark. You are left sitting there with your jaw hanging in disbelief------and not in a good way, either. You're left feeling absolutely furious that you can't find out where these writers live so you can go egg their houses.
What a stupid, inane, ridiculous nonsensical thing to do to a perfectly good murder mystery.
After you find out who's been knocking off the local residents, you don't really even care anymore who it was that killed "Alice" 25 years earlier. You know it's going to be some lame story. Some "Oooohhhhh. We NEVER thought it could be ***that*** person . . . lame excuse for a killer."
Do I sound angry? Tsk. Yeah. I guess I am. This was such a good story, until . . . it wasn't. Lame, lame, lame.
And the title for my review?--------- "Who's your Daddy?" takes up more than 1/2 the story. Sorry, Netherlands. You'll have to do better than this.
The journey this movie made was much like that train zipping along, making good time and getting you where you want to go and then ------ poof!-------- just like that, where'd the plot go?
With this series, chug chug chug chug, everything is building up and, yep, you're making good time. You're enjoying the ride, you're engaged and really looking forward to finding out whodunit, and then . . . WHAT THE HELL?!? Goddamnit! Someone pulled that railroad switch and look out---------You're headed straight for>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Crazy Town.
Episode 9. Everything was okay up till then, and then the entire story completely springt de haai. Jumps the shark. You are left sitting there with your jaw hanging in disbelief------and not in a good way, either. You're left feeling absolutely furious that you can't find out where these writers live so you can go egg their houses.
What a stupid, inane, ridiculous nonsensical thing to do to a perfectly good murder mystery.
After you find out who's been knocking off the local residents, you don't really even care anymore who it was that killed "Alice" 25 years earlier. You know it's going to be some lame story. Some "Oooohhhhh. We NEVER thought it could be ***that*** person . . . lame excuse for a killer."
Do I sound angry? Tsk. Yeah. I guess I am. This was such a good story, until . . . it wasn't. Lame, lame, lame.
And the title for my review?--------- "Who's your Daddy?" takes up more than 1/2 the story. Sorry, Netherlands. You'll have to do better than this.