Yer Killing me

Recently I became obsessed with AMC’s The Killing, a show that explores the murder of a teenage girl in Seattle. I really wanted to write about it because I am a bit twisted and I can’t stop pondering it’s plot twists and imperfections.

I first heard of the AMC show The Killing in an article that described it as Twin Peaks meets The Wire. As an avid Twin Peaks fan this comparison seemed thrilling to me, and while I haven’t watched a great deal of The Wire it is my boyfriends favorite show, so I figure it must be wonderful. Consequently I mentioned this comparison to my boyfriend and it was on like Donkey Kong. The first season had finished airing before we started watching it, so within a week we had devoured the entire show and were left aching for more.

While I can’t honestly say that this show lives up to the very flattering ‘Twin Peaks meets The Wire’ comparison that initially drew me in, I can say that each episode left me riveted. The Killing somehow manages to encapsulate the small town charm that I find reminiscent of Twin Peaks even though the show takes place in dreary rainy big-city Seattle. While I don’t find myself endeared to the characters, I am intrigued by their sordid lives and character shortcomings.
The investigators are interesting enough, Mireille Enos’ Sarah Linden, is a workaholic with commitment issues who spends her life trying to save other children but can’t save her own son. Her partner, played by Joel Kinnaman, is the frustrating yet charming Stephen Holder who spends the entire season waltzing along the brink of impropriety. Together they make a fabulous yet often ineffectual duo. The real appeal of the show for me was getting to know the story of murder victim Rosie Larsen through the puzzle pieces which are so sparingly gifted to the viewer each episode. It is in this way more than any other that The Killing reminds me of Twin Peaks because I was entranced by deceased Laura Palmer in a way very similar to how I have found myself fascinated by deceased Rosie Larsen. I’ve become quite smitten with the Rosie Larsen Murder, and am not sure I see myself continuing watching once they solve it.

Many folks were deeply disappointed by the season finale of The Killing. While some of the reactions were hilarious such as Fuck The Killing (dot) com, I don’t really share their disappointment. I didn’t mind the way they left the show open ended, I actually found it kinda thrilling. Tv audiences right now want the shows to be written to satisfy their desires immediately, and I enjoy the game the writers/producers are playing with this one where they don’t seem to mind that they are pissing their audience off. As producer Veena Sud explained in this interview with HitFlix,”We never said you’ll get closure at the end of season 1. We said from the very beginning this is the anti-cop cop show. It’s a show where nothing is what it seems, so throw out expectations. We will not tie up this show in a bow.”

So to recap, The Killing: Not as good as Twin Peaks or The Wire, might piss you off as you watch it, but a great edge of your seat guilty pleasure for those of use with dark imaginations regardless.

On a related note I am thoroughly convinced that Mireille Enos is the long lost Duff sister. This may not seem as relevant right now as the rest of this post, however when you end up breaking down in laughter at inappropriate times while watching The Killing because Mireille’s angry face reminds you of Lizzy Mcguire, you might think otherwise.

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