There are a few reasons I love Dexter. It’s Miami. It’s righteous revenge kills. It’s over-the-top drama with top-shelf acting in a world that never takes itself too seriously. What’s not to love?
Dexter doesn’t try to bite off more than it can chew. It’s a story about a serial killer who doesn’t try and shove Shakespeare melodrama down our throats. I’m gonna upset people with my next confession – I didn’t like Breaking Bad. There. I said it. At first, I thought I did, but when I actually took time to think about it, I was wrong.
BB was all melodrama that took itself super seriously. Yeah for Walter White that he managed to go from p*ssy punk to power thug over the course of 5 years. I appreciate the great writing, but if we really want to be honest about which show was actually more entertaining, we all know it’s Dexter.
In BB, there came a point where I didn’t want to watch anymore. There was nothing redeeming or interesting or even fun to watch after a few seasons (episodes for me). It reminds me of when I started watching Walking Dead — had me hooked for a few seasons, then I realized, this is a tragedy of Shakespeare proportions and it’s the same shit season after season and there’s no chance of redemption anywhere. Why do I want to watch? So, I tuned out. Well, I hit that point with BB too. It didn’t take long. The little twists could only satisfy me briefly. Until finally, I confessed that I was done. Goodbye WW. May you sleep with the zombies.
You see, a television episodic owes me a life. It owes me a future. It owes me entertainment. And Dexter delivered. Spoiler alert – I thought the final episode of Dexter was way off base. It was an upset. A let down. It didn’t make sense. It made no sense to have him end up in a logging camp. But that’s a conversation for another day. And it’s far more easy to forgive than WD or BB.
Dexter never spouted off with long-winded soliloquies of MacBeth fodder. Nor did he wax poetic about life’s minutia. Dexter killed. He juggled his career, marriage and passion without going overboard about any of them.
Clearly, I’m not the dark, tragic sort. BB was well written, just way to heavy handed for my tastes.
When you’re sitting down to write a pilot, or create a series, it’s good to know where your proclivities lay. Are you a tragic queen or an action hero type? If you have a different opinion, I’d love to hear it.