Why I Like Bad Boys...

So, I got the first season of Dexter on netflix. For those of you who don't know, Dexter is a show about a serial killer (named Dexter) who was raised by his foster father with a certain set of principles. A code, if you will. Basically, he only kills other killers. Like a really twisted hero.

What makes the show great, though, isn't just the dark humor of watching this serial killer pretending to be a normal guy with a normal job (sort of, he's a blood splatter analyst for the police, which isn't the most normal thing in the world), but rather, it's the other characters that keep you watching. The cops he works with (including his foster-sister) are all intelligent, dedicated individuals who each have their own personal histories and story-lines to deal with in addition to catching bad guys. Then there is the main villain of the season, the Ice-Truck Killer. He, too, comes with motivations and a back story which make him somewhat sympathetic and always fascinating.

Then, of course, there's Dexter himself. A man who claims to be empty of emotion, but who we see, throughout the course of the season, become more and more emotionally involved with the people around him, and the circumstances they (and he) have been put in.

It's an interesting character study, and one which could provoke endless hours of debate. See below.



So, for those of you who aren't too squeamish (there's some ick-factor, he is a serial killer, after all, though I think the killing is shot tastefully, without any unnecessary blood and guts) you should pick this one up today. It's good. Trust me.

Later,
Jules

PS-I have an audition tomorrow, I'll let you know how it goes.