Solo4114
Master Member
Right, but that's my point. The show started off by suggesting that maybe there was a way for him to get past all that. This is just my take on the show, mind you, but I was watching it for some signs of redemption or change in Dexter towards either letting go of his urges, or continuing to channel them effectively, but in a protected way while also being emotionally fulfilled (which, in Season 1, he figures out he actually may want to be). It's also heavily focused on him getting more in touch with himself emotionally and allowing himself to be more human.
Each season, they've teased the idea that this is the solution, this is the way out. He's got a girlfriend. He's got a wife. He's got a buddy. He's got a mentor. He's got NEW girlfriends, and so on and so forth. And yet, at the end of each season, they consistently yank the football away and he winds up on his back like Charlie Brown. I'll say that the character has developed, but for me at least, he hasn't developed in an interesting direction.
Plus, the show didn't start off as some morality tale about how "Well, he IS a serial killer." It was different. That was the point. He wasn't JUST a serial killer. He was a serial killer with an interesting inner monologue, who was likeable, who wanted to change, who wanted to grow, and who wanted to connect with people. To turn the show around at the end and say "Just kidding. He really IS just a serial killer," well...to me, that's a cop-out.
I've had my criticisms of the show for a while now, mostly relating to rudderless writing, but when they got the nod for a final season (which I later discovered was a final TWO seasons), I thought maybe they'd bring it into focus. Then this season seemed to start better than last...but it ultimately ended in a similar "Whoops! Just kidding" fashion. Maybe the writers know where they want to take this show, but from what they're telegraphing, it's not somewhere I particularly want to go with them. That's why I'm checking out of the show.
It's a shame, to me, because there really is some AMAZING acting on the show. But the writing veers between pretty good and pretty bad.
Each season, they've teased the idea that this is the solution, this is the way out. He's got a girlfriend. He's got a wife. He's got a buddy. He's got a mentor. He's got NEW girlfriends, and so on and so forth. And yet, at the end of each season, they consistently yank the football away and he winds up on his back like Charlie Brown. I'll say that the character has developed, but for me at least, he hasn't developed in an interesting direction.
Plus, the show didn't start off as some morality tale about how "Well, he IS a serial killer." It was different. That was the point. He wasn't JUST a serial killer. He was a serial killer with an interesting inner monologue, who was likeable, who wanted to change, who wanted to grow, and who wanted to connect with people. To turn the show around at the end and say "Just kidding. He really IS just a serial killer," well...to me, that's a cop-out.
I've had my criticisms of the show for a while now, mostly relating to rudderless writing, but when they got the nod for a final season (which I later discovered was a final TWO seasons), I thought maybe they'd bring it into focus. Then this season seemed to start better than last...but it ultimately ended in a similar "Whoops! Just kidding" fashion. Maybe the writers know where they want to take this show, but from what they're telegraphing, it's not somewhere I particularly want to go with them. That's why I'm checking out of the show.
It's a shame, to me, because there really is some AMAZING acting on the show. But the writing veers between pretty good and pretty bad.