Creators:
Joe PenhallCinematography:
Erik MesserschmidtComposer:
Jason HillCast:
Jonathan Groff, Holt McCallany, Anna Torv, Stacey Roca, Lauren Glazier, Albert Jones, Joe Tuttle, Michael Cerveris, June Carryl, Sierra McClain (more)VOD (1)
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The second season was a bit better than the first. In terms of overwhelming atmosphere and brilliantly written characters, hardly any crime film from Hollywood comes close to this gem. David Fincher truly reigns supreme in this field and loudly announces it to the world. The return of the main acting duo was a delight; they complement each other perfectly, and you can enjoy their dialogues from the comfort of your seat. Particularly, the depth of Holt McCallany's character elevated the second season to the top, with his subplot involving his son being emotionally devastating at times. Fincher focused mainly on the Atlanta murders, which are the core of the plot. It was quite engaging, especially with its absolutely stunning ending in the final episode (the main suspect seemed to steal this epilogue just for himself), but I was even more captivated by the smaller stories. For instance, the 10-minute appearance of Charles Manson on screen (episode 5) resonated with me for quite a while; it was such a brilliantly scripted moment that I simply tip my hat. If Netflix decides to end this series, it would greatly disappoint me (and probably others as well), as such a precise work isn’t seen every day. I give it 90%.
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The creators of the series failed to disappoint me even with the second season (although I noticed some efforts to do so). Given that the whole thing is based on true events, I couldn't expect a single moment of surprise, yet every investigation immediately drew me into the action. I was only distracted by scenes from Dr. Carr’s private life, which, unlike the visits to the Tench family, I didn’t find interesting at all. I hope there will be a third season and I hope it will come soon.
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A very peculiar type of fear served to the viewer on a silver platter. The terror in this series stems from ordinary, comprehensible situations that could happen right next door to you, or even to you (a search warrant issued too late). The last season was mainly about Kemper’s interviews with Ford, whereas McCallany’s Tench comes to the fore in the second season. The storyline about the baby on the cross, with the undertones of Hill’s decaying musical score, sometimes slow the pulse more than can be endured. It’s unpleasantly palpable and often overshadows the search for black children that is of key importance for the Atlanta police department. This time, interrogations are not the main focus of events, which means that the important ones are even more pithy. Manson’s solo is excellent, of course, but he certainly isn’t alone. Dressed up in Fincher's distinctive style, Mindhunter is the best crime series of the past several years.
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The second season has a very similar concept and dynamics as the first. Likewise with its ills in the form of a few unnecessary episodes that only glue together the broader context of the story without any greater impact. Even so, it is a very careful procedural about a very interesting subject with several now perhaps iconic scenes (Manson). The ending tends to suggest that we'll see another season, but so far it doesn't look like it.
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“I’ve got Manson for you.” After spending nine hours with the second season of Mindhunter, I would need a long walk, a glass of hard alcohol or – like Holden Ford – a few Valium pills. Even though we see perhaps even less explicit violence than in the first season, the atmosphere of some scenes is unbearably intense thanks to the ability of the series’ creators to stimulate our imagination. Again, this is a perfectly anti-climactic detective show and a masterclass in directing long, claustrophobic, minutely edited interviews (the second episode offers one of the best, with an attack victim) whose dynamics change based on the knowledge and experience of the individual speakers (a black detective understands a social outcast better than the privileged Ford; Wendy Carr exploits the fact that she is a lesbian when interrogating the perpetrator of homophobic murders...). The certain mechanical nature of such dialogue is a pity, as it works repeatedly with the fact that the particular knowledge possessed by one of the interrogators due to his or her character/personal situation will change the course of the given interview’s development. ___ At the same time, the narrative gradually focuses increasingly on one specific case (for which, however, other analysed cases provide valuable “study” material), connecting several key motifs of the entire series (all of which are linked to the crimes of the Manson Family, which will also be discussed) – the permeation of violence into American households (murder of children/murderous children), racially motivated murders, the media’s creation of a mythology of serial killers and contribution to the fact that those killers then inspire others (in this respect, the series is somewhat inconsistent – on the one hand, it is as if the facts about BTK are inadvertently withheld from us and our desire to learn details about him is intentionally left unsatisfied, but at the same time, nearly the entire episode is focused on Manson and Tex Watson, who are not important for the main story. ___ The second season is compelling also thanks to the more complicated relationships between the protagonists, who find it increasingly difficult to keep their professional and personal lives separate and to carry on ordinary conversations during which they do not attempt to outsmart the other party (as in interrogations) and thus confirm their intellectual superiority. Though in the second season they move in open space and broad daylight more frequently than in cramped interiors, their possibilities of where to continue onward in life are increasingly limited. The feeling of being boxed in is deepened due to the more thorough (psycho)analysis of the central trio. ___ In terms of craft and storytelling, Mindhunter is qualitatively the most mature and balanced series of the year so far…even though you probably will not be able to listen to Peter Gabriel for a while without thinking about autoerotic asphyxiation.
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