And so ends the Netflix/Marvel experiment. This may be the most disappointing final season of a great show of all time. Not because it is of poor quality- far from it, in fact. With a satisfying ending that leaves the characters dealing with their respective evolutions, the fade to black in episode 13 made me mad that this was (probably) the last that we'll ever see of this cast, most especially Krysten Ritter as the titular sarcastic, hard-drinking, self-destructive P.I.
After a lackluster season 2, Jessica Jones rebounds with a complex, taught third (and final?) effort. The choice to put Jessica up against a brilliant, non-powered serial killer - played deliciously by Jeremy Bobb - made the show even more grounded, and the introduction of the evil-detecting Erik as a potential love interest was inspired. My one quibble with the plot is that there could have been some non-connected mysteries woven into the story (a-la Veronica Mars). After 6 series, it's also starting to become unbelievable that the other show's main characters aren't showing up more- even in passing. A quick cameo from one of them in the final episode only serves to hammer the point home. When they say, "Turn on the news these days and it's 50/50 whether you're on it," it makes their absences more pronounced.
All that said, the story does move along nicely. The head-fake from one villain to another, while totally predictable, is satisfying to watch thanks to Ritter's standout performance. She is the most natural fit for any of the Netflix/Marvel characters (though Jon Bernthal is a very close second for his incredible Frank Castle). The rest of the cast keeps up with her- for the most part. I absolutely loved Malcom's journey, and Eka Darville shines along the edges of the plot. Rachel Taylor continues to be the weakest link in the cast (though she'd be a stand-out player in many lesser shows). Her Trish Walker goes through quite a lot over the season and it's only in the final episode where we get a glimpse of the kinds of things she could do if the story had been allowed to continue. While this was the first 13-episode Netflix/Marvel show that didn't feel artificially drawn out, it could have definitely been better with 11 or 12.
Savor the good stuff here, and let that final line from Killgrave sink in, because this is the end of the line for Jessica Jones and all of the Netflix/Marvel characters. And that sucks.
Review by Mike ShawVIP EP 2BlockedParent2024-01-03T19:01:58Z
And so ends the Netflix/Marvel experiment. This may be the most disappointing final season of a great show of all time. Not because it is of poor quality- far from it, in fact. With a satisfying ending that leaves the characters dealing with their respective evolutions, the fade to black in episode 13 made me mad that this was (probably) the last that we'll ever see of this cast, most especially Krysten Ritter as the titular sarcastic, hard-drinking, self-destructive P.I.
After a lackluster season 2, Jessica Jones rebounds with a complex, taught third (and final?) effort. The choice to put Jessica up against a brilliant, non-powered serial killer - played deliciously by Jeremy Bobb - made the show even more grounded, and the introduction of the evil-detecting Erik as a potential love interest was inspired. My one quibble with the plot is that there could have been some non-connected mysteries woven into the story (a-la Veronica Mars). After 6 series, it's also starting to become unbelievable that the other show's main characters aren't showing up more- even in passing. A quick cameo from one of them in the final episode only serves to hammer the point home. When they say, "Turn on the news these days and it's 50/50 whether you're on it," it makes their absences more pronounced.
All that said, the story does move along nicely. The head-fake from one villain to another, while totally predictable, is satisfying to watch thanks to Ritter's standout performance. She is the most natural fit for any of the Netflix/Marvel characters (though Jon Bernthal is a very close second for his incredible Frank Castle). The rest of the cast keeps up with her- for the most part. I absolutely loved Malcom's journey, and Eka Darville shines along the edges of the plot. Rachel Taylor continues to be the weakest link in the cast (though she'd be a stand-out player in many lesser shows). Her Trish Walker goes through quite a lot over the season and it's only in the final episode where we get a glimpse of the kinds of things she could do if the story had been allowed to continue. While this was the first 13-episode Netflix/Marvel show that didn't feel artificially drawn out, it could have definitely been better with 11 or 12.
Savor the good stuff here, and let that final line from Killgrave sink in, because this is the end of the line for Jessica Jones and all of the Netflix/Marvel characters. And that sucks.