

Expect to be entertained, but don’t expect satisfaction. And don’t waste any time looking for new options in the main menu, when it ends with no ceremony.

End a sentence with a comma, and it looks like you died at the keyboard before someone else walked in and clicked send.īefore I recommend D4 to you, you have to promise three things: don’t expect elegant “systems”. As far as endings go, it’s a comma, not an ellipsis. But the cut-short nature of Season 1 means that any omission may or may not be deliberate, and that’s immensely frustrating. Nobody wants midichlorians killing the magic. I’m perfectly happy not knowing the answers to these questions if that was the intention of the director. Who is Ronald, the cutlery-scraping wise giant who casually folds himself into a ventilation shaft while he’s talking to you? What is the nature of street drug Real Blood? Why is a man who openly resents me enthusiastically testing my aeronautical knowledge? It’s a splinter, leaving you with the itch of the incomplete.

It’s unpredictable.īut this package cannot have been the intended scope of Season 1. The true mystery comes from the fact you’re stepping into an unashamedly strange world, which both revels in and subverts cliché. You’ll guess the answers before Young manages it, and sleuthing is more Adam West’s Batman than Sherlock. Remember when I said D4 deals in mystery, not in puzzles? That may be overstating the complexity of the plot.
