3x08 The Great Red Dragon

For a fairly beautiful production, this is a boorish script, that feeds off the folns reputation (Silence of the Lambs), and contributes nothing. The main characters have no wit, no, humor, little chara ter, just stumbling incredibly from one set piece to another. With the partial exception of Gillian Anderson, all the female characters are flimsy, disposable,, hanging around to show skin or their decades long devotion to some absent male figure.
Occasionally sumptuous visuals, cannot mask the gaping script flaws, the wild leaps of faith the viewer is meant accept, the grating lack of personality or friendship that seems to exist within and between the characters. Everyone lives in beautiful panelled high ceiling accommodations, they all seem to have access to unlimited finance, work seems like an option, not a necessity, while at the same time they are so cavalier with personal security, because they learn nothing from their fbi jobs?
Making 3 series of this tosh, was more a business decision, than an artistic one. The story and situations become more unbelievable and tiresome and all the producers tricks to maintain engagement, become more obvious, almost desperate. There is little reason to connect with the main characters because they offer almost nothing to the viewer. They are not amusing, charming, engaging. Their friendships are not believable, and their deaths, almost a relief. I found myself determined to see this to the last damned episode, with a burning resentment. However I will give a shout out to Gillian Anderson, Eddie Izzard and the Dr Chiltern character, for elevating this, as much as they could.