Grotesquerie

The problem with Ryan Murphy is the way things get stretched out. After a few episodes (or seasons), the story gets overextended, deflates, and drags on without any real substance.

That's exactly what happens here, in this series. After a strong start with a very unique idea, well-written characters, and a sense of freshness, Murphy's need for shocking twists and flashy narrative choices once again leads to an overstuffed world where the balance between content and flashy presentation is lost.

I truly admire the innovative ideas of the talented Ryan Murphy, but once again, he squanders his talent on unnecessarily drawn-out stories.

This psychological thriller assembles a stellar cast to tell a story that sometimes feels uncertain about its direction. At times, the show evokes Silence of the Lambs, with Niecy Nash delivering an impressive performance as a flawed investigator who excels at her job yet is haunted by her own demons. The show's artistic scenes, the hyper-sexualized Catholic priest, and the surreal, exaggerated events create the sense of watching a fever dream.

As the episodes progress, the main protagonist often appears to drift through life in ways that feel unexplained. In the last quarter of the season, this approach finally begins to make sense-but then the plot takes yet another convoluted turn that may leave the audience perplexed. Despite the stellar cast, top-notch acting, and several iconic scenes, it often feels like the story itself was secondary to these other elements.

This series was torture and I finally gave up watching it at the end. By the episode 10, I really just had enough of the steam of conscious , dark, depressing mess. I do like Neisy and Courtney as actors even if their performances were fairly one dimensional "Felliniesque" portrayals.

It just did not offer me enough to make me care about any of these characters, so much so that I had to bail because I could tell that Ryan Murphey probably would not resolve it and I would leave angry and unsatisfied . And the cinematography was so dark, much of the time I felt I was watching a black screen. Don't bother!

Ryan Murphy usually starts out strong with an intriguing story angle and then something gets lost in the sauce. Niecey Nash would not have been my first choice for the lead detective and yet somehow it worked for me for awhile. It's understandable with everything she's dealing with that she'd spiral with the storyline, but it's unrealistic that she'd be allowed to continue working in her state. When "the incident" occurs the editing makes me believe she's dreaming because the dialogue and scenery when she meets the orderly looks like a dream sequence. When I see he is in fact real is what truly made the story spiral for me. The long drawn out scenes visiting her husband are not necessary. The head nurse makes those scenes very uncomfortable. Episodes 1-2 good, 3-4 okay, and 5-6 terrible. Theory they seem to be trying push at us is that the priest is the serial killer. The doctor met at the fire pit is my choice and I'd like the show to be wrapped up now. Not sure why they needed 10 episodes for this mostly filler show. Sadly the crime scenes are the most interesting part of this show and reminds me of what our human nature can succumb to : overindulgence and cruelty.

All I have to say is this right here... If Niecy Nash (I don't have time to worry about a hyphenated add-on to her name) doesn't win some kind of award for these performances in these 10 episodes, there is something wrong with the Hollywood system. Forget about what the show is about, whether you like the show or not, whether the other actors are good, or the direction is good, just watch the show because Ms. Nash is nothing short of interesting as f!*k. Now, I'm going to add this so my required minimum is met for this review. These shows are getting more and more demented because Hollywood is mostly demented.