Finished Season 2. This is the bleakest fucking show ever. No kidding. There is no light whatsoever.
Still a little thick on the stereotypes, one imagines casting: "Skid #47 ...", "redneck #3", "preacher hillbilly #248", "Wal-Mart Clerk #12", "crazy-ass-chick #4", "Mexican Killer #22", "Dumb-ass #11", "Freaky Guy #2", "impulsive sociopath #2", "come-back-as-a-ghost #1", "junkie", film literate in the worst of all ways, still, I'm sucking it all up, the real world looks cheery by comparison, even right now. It manages to trivialize the Quarantine, can't imagine things getting worse? Immerse yourself in this, here it is...
Overall, too many despicable people doing despicable things, the taint of drug money permeating every layer of society, the characters, every one of them too wrapped up in self-interest to effectively give a damn about anyone else, Bleak lives, bleak furniture, the American nightmare, and this was before the virus...
The plotting, a little transparent, the game is afoot, did she poison his tea, will it take effect before he can stab her? The plot reveals itself before ... but - "cyanide in your coffee from ground up cherry pits..."....Yeah. No. Maybe the foreshadowing is too effectual, or - ? WTF? And Darlene? Who hasn't dated Darlene, or some version thereof?
The Plot Twists are never that twisted, or they are, but the too frequent twists become anticipated, ...
It's no "Breaking Bad", by which I mean Vince Gilligan was a genius, and wrote the show on a number of levels, this, a similar message, - populist, now, even, to the point where every time a character "bites it" you're like "Finally!!!", and never, ever like a character as that's an sign they'll soon be dead, each smallest speck of decency is too quickly extinguished, even the forces of "good" are unilaterally bad, "Agent Petty", the name says it all...
2 seasons, I don't think I can do another. Kudo's though to Jason Bateman for producing/directing it.
In the end it could be a tale of redemption, but I doubt it, I'm cutting my losses.