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Originally Posted by keg in kc
Pretty sure I've mentioned this before, but I'm not gonna look it up...
Killing Eve on BBC America just finished its second season, and it's one of the best shows on TV. Only 8 eps/season, so it's not hard to get caught up. I DVR'd and watched the entire second season in one sitting, in fact. It's worth it.
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Killing Eve is more a mood than a saga. The narrative doesn't make a ton of sense. If you storyboarded it, you would wonder what you had. But the imagery and the soundtrack combine for moments of eye-popping wonder that keeps drawing you in.
Kind of like a catchy song where the lyrics are nonsense, but you love to listen to it over and over anyway because it sparks your own imagination.
Basically, and I guess these are technically spoilers, but the show isn't about what happens so much as the spectacle, so don't let being spoiled deter you;
Eve is a wonk in the system of British Intelligence who starts to piece together the actions of a mysterious contract killer. Higher ups in BritInt set her up with an off-the-books team to track this killer down.
Villanelle is this killer who is a beautiful sociopath and chameleon who can infiltrate any situation through guile and good looks. They show her engaging in several cinematic kills of 'shadow elites' and generic uber-rich baddies, eventually revealing that she is contracted by a shadowy international cabal that identifies people in society that society would be better off without.
Eve and her team get obsessive about identifying, tracking and finding her to bring her to justice. Only Eve's obsession turned to a quasi-fascination and a sense of empathy for Villanelle's history, and the higher-ups who have commissioned them ostensibly for justice/law enforcement appear to have their own nefarious purposes, perhaps in competition or even collaboration with the cabal that is contracting this assassin.
So it's all this cat and mouse through exotic locales and corridors of power where the mystery is what the cat will do when it actually catches the mouse, and why the cat is supposed to be chasing the mouse to begin with.
But the strength is the acting, and the mood, and the imagery and the music, . . . much more than figuring out the actual narrative, which plays pretty fast and loose, and can drive you a little batty if you try to overthink it.
If one were to try to encapsulate it in the most accessible way, think of James Bond adapted for mostly female leads, where the good guys are a little infatuated with the bad guys and bad guy is definitely bad but also very enthralling and fascinating. Except with basic detective work instead of all the Bond gadgets and stunts.