Tonight, I made the decision to watch both episodes one and two of Showtime's new horror series, [Penny Dreadful](series:817319). The series follows psychic Vanessa Ives (Eva Green), explorer Sir Malcolm Murray (Timothy Dalton), and American showman/gunslinger Ethan Chandler (Josh Hartnett) as they investigate unexplained phenomena in Victorian-era London. In episode one, titled "Night Work," we are introduced to vampires, evil creatures, and the man who would be Victor Frankenstein. As the credits rolled on "Night Work," I was more than a little underwhelmed. There was promise, to be sure, but I wasn't seeing much that I couldn't I find in any other Victorian-era horror story.
However, in for a penny, in for a pound as they say, and I began episode two, titled "Séance," post haste (I'm not sure why I am talking like I am part of the show. I guess I have the Madonna-virus.) And now I am compelled to tell you...
I. Am. HOOKED!
The show begins with perhaps the sweetest and most affectionate Frankenstein/Monster relationship I have ever seen committed to film. Victor and his creation, named Proteus, are fast friends, their relationship more like that of master and pet than scientist and creation. It was a different spin on the mythos that I enjoyed, and unfortunately, the beginning stages of a false sense of security I suspect will be a major element of all future episodes.
Additionally, Eva Green's Vanessa Ives is one of the most compelling female characters I have seen on television in ages, with Green herself an absolute revelation. "Séance" features, as you would expect, a séance, and I was utterly transfixed by Green every second she was on screen. She was like a powder keg, erupting over and over again. And just went you thought you were finally rewarded a reprieve, the waves of chaos began anew. Eva Green is, for lack of a better word, magical.
The gore that was hinted at in the first episode of Penny Dreadful is far more purposeful and stomach-churning in episode two, which I loved. I thought the addition of Dorian Gray was fun even if it gave the show a League of Extraordinary Gentlemen vibe, and a shock that ending managed to hit me right in the feels, which is rare for a show still in its infancy.
So what I am saying is, I am officially a fan of Penny Dreadful. Keep the monsters coming, Showtime!
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