31 March 2011 | JaynaB
It oughtta be a cult classic by now
This is a very Canadian weirdness of a mini-series, more redolent of the BBC mini-series 'The Singing Detective' with Michael Gambon than the US movie of the same name starring Robert Downey Jr.
Alternately, it might be the result of an unrevealed collaboration between two famous Neils: Simon and Gaiman.
Humour darker than black, musical interludes (two of them entirely extra-narrative), deep political and familial machinations, faithful retainers and light-fingered staff, sexual and ethical misconduct, some murders and other less tidy deaths... all against a backdrop of elegant refinement and subdued lighting.
You really have to watch it from the beginning to follow any of the tangled character arcs.
I could have given it an 8 overall, but for a couple of directorial decisions that I found weakened the overall effect. I might watch it again, now that I know what's going on from the start, and see if the director's rationale makes more sense.