American Gods

Season 1 is a perfect example of how fantastic cinema can be, given appropriate creative freedom and time to manifest. It culminated in a way that I absolutely loved, there was no aspect that I couldn't praise. The acting, writing, cinematography.. all as close to perfect as you can objectively get.

Fast forward to season 3... The main character is teamed up with the sheriff of a small town, trying to track down someone who's breaking into houses and stealing underwear.

The secondary main character is teamed up with a gay cab driver who's questioning his Islamic values.

The antagonist is trying to win back his ex wife.

If I were to start watching this show at season 3, I wouldn't have made it past the second episode. I wouldn't have left this review.

It was originally Meta, as good as something can get. Now it's a lower rung drama with little for plot and miserably failing pretentious subtext.