Might have made a good two-hour movie but they not only left no stone unturned, they heaped psychological meaning onto whatever was under it. But it was nice to see Hugh Grant in a role where I'm not supposed to like him, rather than one where im supposed to like him but don't. Kidman, beneath that godawful mop of hair, gives no clue why her character is schitzy. Only Sutherland is coherent. I'm in episode 5 so I'm going to finish it but I could quit now and not care.