I am going to do something here that is unprecedented in the annals of Lazy Sunday: I’m going to give a British crime series a mediocre review.
I do this in the interest of completeness. We need to watch every British crime series. Even the ones that aren’t great. As my art history teacher said to me, “To know a great Greek vase, you have to look at a lot of bad ones.”
Wellllll, a couple of weeks ago, my dad and I started watching the Netflix series Safe. It was kind of comical. It took us two hours to watch the first episode—so many characters looked alike, talked impenetrably, had to crank up the closed captioning, gah. None of that had to do with the actual show, but it did make me feel like it was going to be a bit of a project to get through Safe.
This is no Happy Valley, no Broadchurch, no River. I mean, it has elements of all these brilliant shows: detectives, weirdos, villain/heroes. But in Safe, you get a character saying something like, “Why would he disappear like that?”
And the other character says, “Because maybe he has … something … to hide.”
We’re taken to a gated community in a leafy suburb where pretty much everybody’s got something murky going on.
Michael C. Hall (Dexter, Six Feet Under) turns British in his role as a surgeon with a missing daughter. I’m told his accent is variable and off, but I can’t really tell (see above need for closed captioning).
Should you watch Safe? I’m almost done, and still curious to see how it pans out. There are strong performances in here, and I think that’s why I’m hanging on. Marc Warren, who plays the surgeon’s troubled Army mate, is awfully good. And Nigel Lindsay (Sir Robert Peel in Victoria) is over the top and comical as the party girl’s dad.
I will say that Safe uses Extreme Close Ups like no other show I’ve seen. I’m all up in Michael C. Hall’s corneas as he thinks hard about what his daughter must be up to.
Has anybody else seen this show? Am I missing something here?