I will admit first off that this is a little clickbaity for purely personal reasons but also just to stop anyone else wasting several hours of their life watching shite.
Detective Forst on Netflix started with the usual inane fodder but looked promising.
The ‘maverick’ detective sent to some small backwater town because he once ‘fucked up but obviously not on purpose’. Why are they always a maverick? Recently, ‘Top Gun : Maverick’ has to be the cheesiest most embarrassing title for a film with it’s aging, special needs shoes, cult following weirdo, big teeth, little body with a big head person as the actual Maverick. I howled with laughter. Google says they are ‘unconventional and independent, and do not think or behave in the same way as other people‘. What it really means is that the writer can get around a whole load of plot holes in their crappy story.
Anyway he’s looking a bit fat though he manages to run 8 miles over rough terrain every morning with his hangover and his only drug problem is three handfuls a day of something out of a prescription bottle he’s supposed to have stopped ages ago. He’s got a lovely beard to counteract his receding hairline with a whole weeks worth of food particles and fanny juice because of course he pulls and shags every woman he talks to on the case.
Anyway I fast forwarded/went for more wine/evening snack/squeezed a few blackheads until he’d finished shagging all the women and we could actually get into the serial killer story.
It was going quite well and now I actually know where my sister was always banging on about going on holiday. Wow it looks erm, cold?
So I watched six episodes on the trot and it just fucking ended. Like that.
The End.