Not only does the Preacher adaptation hit the nail on the head, it stylistically and intelligently does Garth Ennis and artist Steve Dillon's work justice and then superbly extends on their fictional universe and rounds off each character just right! And not only does Preacher bring everything to life faithfully, it gives us more without spoiling what was already as good as perfect, such as Cassidy's high-jinx drug-fuelled adventures and angels DeBlanc and Fiore's funny and yet subtly endearing "woe is me" existence.
And I don't know if it's a compliment or an insult but Jesse, Cassidy and Arseface are the living embodiments of Dillon's sometimes silly and childlike artwork. But just like that artwork, it serves a very important purpose, because the comedic violence wouldn't work any other way.
Otherwise they nail the performances as does the rest of the cast. There's not a hint of grey in the whole show. It's wacky and wonderful, grisly and bewildering and yet sometimes very dark and reminiscent of David Lynch.
Extra props go to Ruth Negga's authentic and sometimes poetic Deep South take on Tulip O'Hare. She could easily be the strongest actor on the show. So could Jackie Earl Haley as Odin Quincannon, best described as a bald and hilariously psychotic Ronnie Corbett. Graham McTavish's Cowboy often steals the show without saying a word.
The gags are perfectly befitting of Ennis's Northern Irish humour and otherwise reminds me of Martin McDonagh's writing (Seven Psychopaths) and the direction and editing style are also spot on.
I cannot find a fault in this show except that I started watching it so early that I can't binge-watch it like I want to!
And I don't know if it's a compliment or an insult but Jesse, Cassidy and Arseface are the living embodiments of Dillon's sometimes silly and childlike artwork. But just like that artwork, it serves a very important purpose, because the comedic violence wouldn't work any other way.
Otherwise they nail the performances as does the rest of the cast. There's not a hint of grey in the whole show. It's wacky and wonderful, grisly and bewildering and yet sometimes very dark and reminiscent of David Lynch.
Extra props go to Ruth Negga's authentic and sometimes poetic Deep South take on Tulip O'Hare. She could easily be the strongest actor on the show. So could Jackie Earl Haley as Odin Quincannon, best described as a bald and hilariously psychotic Ronnie Corbett. Graham McTavish's Cowboy often steals the show without saying a word.
The gags are perfectly befitting of Ennis's Northern Irish humour and otherwise reminds me of Martin McDonagh's writing (Seven Psychopaths) and the direction and editing style are also spot on.
I cannot find a fault in this show except that I started watching it so early that I can't binge-watch it like I want to!