I so wanted to like Fargo. I had such high expectations of a venture co- sponsored by the Coen brothers, Billy Bob Thornton and Martin Freeman and supposedly based on a great movie. And yet I was disappointed.
Admittedly, it isn't a total disaster, unlike some police series which are bad from the word GO (Justified jumps to mind immediately). Most of the acting is OK, though a bit on the heavy side, especially Billy Bob Thornton who is TOO evil to be credible, who smiles too much in such a malevolent manner as to be a caricature of evil, in short – not too credible (oh for Sir Anthony as a really frightening monster as HL). Martin Freeman grows into the role as does Allison Tollman while Colin Hanks is just another pretty face.
As for the plot, It doesn't remind one so much of the movie Fargo as it does of High Noon. The Lonesome hero(ine), aided by a timid sidekick, surrounded by inept policemen (are they all so daft up North?) and clownish FBI agents battling alone against Evil. Molly Solverson is no Will Kane, but the setting is suspiciously similar and the ending is quite obvious from a long way out.
On the plus side, the photography is gorgeous, the locations are magnificent (as if it matters if it was shot in North Dakota, Minnesota or Canada) and the array of weaponry is impressive.
But what really irritates me is the lack of books. "Books?" you would ask, "What the heck?". Well, quite a few interiors are presented and in NONE of them are there books or bookshelves present. Not even ONE book lying on a coffee table, on a desk, on a night table. Only the omnipresent TV set which is always on, always drawing attention to itself. Is that America, home of the best universities in the world and of some of the best publishing houses or is it typical only of the hicks up North? Or, does Mr. Hawley have issues with books?
Admittedly, it isn't a total disaster, unlike some police series which are bad from the word GO (Justified jumps to mind immediately). Most of the acting is OK, though a bit on the heavy side, especially Billy Bob Thornton who is TOO evil to be credible, who smiles too much in such a malevolent manner as to be a caricature of evil, in short – not too credible (oh for Sir Anthony as a really frightening monster as HL). Martin Freeman grows into the role as does Allison Tollman while Colin Hanks is just another pretty face.
As for the plot, It doesn't remind one so much of the movie Fargo as it does of High Noon. The Lonesome hero(ine), aided by a timid sidekick, surrounded by inept policemen (are they all so daft up North?) and clownish FBI agents battling alone against Evil. Molly Solverson is no Will Kane, but the setting is suspiciously similar and the ending is quite obvious from a long way out.
On the plus side, the photography is gorgeous, the locations are magnificent (as if it matters if it was shot in North Dakota, Minnesota or Canada) and the array of weaponry is impressive.
But what really irritates me is the lack of books. "Books?" you would ask, "What the heck?". Well, quite a few interiors are presented and in NONE of them are there books or bookshelves present. Not even ONE book lying on a coffee table, on a desk, on a night table. Only the omnipresent TV set which is always on, always drawing attention to itself. Is that America, home of the best universities in the world and of some of the best publishing houses or is it typical only of the hicks up North? Or, does Mr. Hawley have issues with books?
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