I quite enjoyed the first season of "Preacher", the adaptation of Garth Ennis and Steve Dillon's graphic novels. I really liked the leads and the story of that run. This second season didn't quite hit the same heights for me though, for reasons I'll get into shortly.
Having left Annville behind, though unaware of its fate, our three heroes Jessie (Dominic Cooper), Tulip (Ruth Negga) and Cassidy (Joseph Gilgun) head to New Orleans to look for God. They are pursued by the recently released "Saint of Killers" (Graham McTavish) sent after them on the promise of joining his family in heaven if he's successful. Meanwhile, still trapped in Hell, an equipment failure allows Eugene (Ian Colletti) to meet his neighbours, including one Adolf Hitler (Noah Taylor).
I still like where the show is tonally, dark and violent, impressive in its gore, sophomoric in its sense of humour and surprisingly wide in its increased scale. But what I didn't really care for was how the story went, particularly the act of splitting up the principle three so frequently and dramatically across the run. Obviously, wedges need to be driven between them as the show runs on for dramatic purposes, but this seems really soon to be doing it, particularly as they only really got on the same page in the finale of the first season.
I also felt we spent too much time in Hell with Eugene, it's not that I didn't want to see him at all, but the story didn't have enough beats to be stretched out across the entire run, and I'm presuming that the resolution of that story is mostly there to be utilised in the later seasons . . . though obviously I'm not sure.
It's not such a disastrous downturn in quality that I'm considering not watching any more, but it is a step or two down from the first season that I felt was truly wonderful.
Having left Annville behind, though unaware of its fate, our three heroes Jessie (Dominic Cooper), Tulip (Ruth Negga) and Cassidy (Joseph Gilgun) head to New Orleans to look for God. They are pursued by the recently released "Saint of Killers" (Graham McTavish) sent after them on the promise of joining his family in heaven if he's successful. Meanwhile, still trapped in Hell, an equipment failure allows Eugene (Ian Colletti) to meet his neighbours, including one Adolf Hitler (Noah Taylor).
I still like where the show is tonally, dark and violent, impressive in its gore, sophomoric in its sense of humour and surprisingly wide in its increased scale. But what I didn't really care for was how the story went, particularly the act of splitting up the principle three so frequently and dramatically across the run. Obviously, wedges need to be driven between them as the show runs on for dramatic purposes, but this seems really soon to be doing it, particularly as they only really got on the same page in the finale of the first season.
I also felt we spent too much time in Hell with Eugene, it's not that I didn't want to see him at all, but the story didn't have enough beats to be stretched out across the entire run, and I'm presuming that the resolution of that story is mostly there to be utilised in the later seasons . . . though obviously I'm not sure.
It's not such a disastrous downturn in quality that I'm considering not watching any more, but it is a step or two down from the first season that I felt was truly wonderful.