After the first three episodes, it's clear the writers can't steer clear of toxic cliché and tired stereotypes. There's too much useless babbling -- "where did you get this car, these eats are sticky" is what the son is whining about when the family is desperately on the run. The mother is an adamant soccer mom who doesn't seem desperate at all: she's gonna get answers to her questions or nobody goes any further... oh darn, the police have arrived.
This show is okay for a time killer, but nothing profound or groundbreaking is happening.
This show is okay for a time killer, but nothing profound or groundbreaking is happening.