A cute dog would have rounded off the private investigator gang or a Wombat.
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At some point, man has reached age in which he no longer wants to experience exciting things. Reflection in the last second, wild erotic adventure too fifth, before the next Deppeppen-SUV rapidly whiz by bike over the intersection-what for? Life, one thinks, leaning against the traffic lights, while the SUV-Depp rushes down the Frankfurter Allee, is actually far too good to constantly burden your resting pulse with super stimuli.
Of course, this also applies to the consumption of films and TV series, so art forms that are overwhelmed by their nature: the actors are always too beautiful, the music is always far too gripping, constantly exploding everything or are people in existential need. That doesn’t have to be. After another hard working day, you get home under the feuchet of the feuilleton director, and then you just like to climb somewhere, riots out your cell phone and look at a series, please, please not too well, not too interesting, not too gripping and stirring.
However, she shouldn’t be really bad either. As a cultural man, you are committed to the beautiful and successful, just as you prefer to breathe clean air than stole, just as you prefer to eat a fresh delicious bowl and a perfectly cool water instead of any glon. It is also good if you are spared from German productions, whose lionness and squeaky dialogues would drive you back into the ecstasy of just anger. A completely inconspicuous series from Australia, for example, would be good, which assures you: no matter how far you go away, mom mediocre is friendly everywhere. You are looking forward to the nicely beautiful actingis, the start is also really Catchy: you could have been well overwhelmed into a crackling, bolted thriller, and then you cleverly did without, Halleluja!
The main character, whose name I might google on occasion, is part of a jury: a woman fell from a roof, and another, suspicious, well -looking woman, has therefore been on trial. On the hooky course of the process, suspicions and so on, the series does not have to be too tedious, in any case the main character sees itself under pressure from the other jurors, also voted for “innocent”. Although an eternal doubt gnaws in her. Well, so she gives up, no more, zack, acquittal. This main character, which we want to call the simplicity here, although it is certainly very different, then starts researching on her own, and a team of other ex-sworn as unlikely as possible helps her: a big butcher, a slaughterhouse and a sad Macker man who recently lost his wife.
The idea is actually great, and by writing this, I am almost sure that it has to be stolen somewhere and that the serious drama has long since turned and celebrated somewhere. The nice Australians now do the love to implement the idea harmless and nice, so that we can dawn around at our after-work sofa: the drama potential is left without a hand and replaced by a kind of TKKG investigation, only without a sweet dog (a comparison that I read somewhere on the Internet and copied directly). The plot is designed so childish that watching is literally liberating, “after the process” offers everything that a tired needs: figures that are nicely to look at in a way, and a plot from the can that gives the reviewer the delicious certainty at the end of the day: In order to discuss this series, I will not really have to try, I will not have to write the best text in the world, I will not have to write, I will not have to write, Will I not have to concentrate in inhumane and effort – and shouldn’t that be the future of work? Have fun.
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