I broke an oath I made to myself a few years ago by rewatching the first season of _Dexter_. When that show ended, and that *spoileralert* sicko sat that in that pathetic room looking at us through the screen, I was happy it ended. I wanted him sitting there forever, unable to move. *endspoileraltert*, but had to give season one a revisit, because it was so damn good.
Dexter embodies the fantasies many men in our generation. We just want to be the perfect gentleman all the time (while working a cool job, banging a hottie), except when we are unleashed to go buck-wild on (mostly) sexual predators who have so offended the ladies we love. That character Paul: perfect caricature of the bad ex-husband. The moment I really got back into this show, where I just paused to write this, is when I felt along with Dexter the desire to track down Paul and kill him. A literary work is great when it sucks you in.
Definitely not watching past season two, though. The series dies with Doakes's death.
5/10 for the series, but +1 because season one was a ten.
Dexter embodies the fantasies many men in our generation. We just want to be the perfect gentleman all the time (while working a cool job, banging a hottie), except when we are unleashed to go buck-wild on (mostly) sexual predators who have so offended the ladies we love. That character Paul: perfect caricature of the bad ex-husband. The moment I really got back into this show, where I just paused to write this, is when I felt along with Dexter the desire to track down Paul and kill him. A literary work is great when it sucks you in.
Definitely not watching past season two, though. The series dies with Doakes's death.
5/10 for the series, but +1 because season one was a ten.