This started strong - real strong, actually, like "how is the pilot not a standalone movie?" strong - but predictably it faded and slowed down a bit and at this point I'm annoyed that there are at least two more seasons of this thing. Oh, right, it's a biopic Netflix series about Pablo Escobar - you know, Vinnie Chase in Medellín. The whole thing's told form the perspective of this Ryan Gosling-looking DEA whose partner is Pedro Pascal, a.k.a. the Red Viper from Game of Thrones and the only remotely big name in this whole dang production. But, hey, it's a hard sell for an acting gig, I get it - this thing's shot on location in Columbia after all, and it's gorgeous and beautiful for it. And that kind of seems to be the Netflix MO when it comes to dramas. Take an idea for a drama, produce the living hell out of it, and let that fucker draaag and breeeathe and soooak. (Okay, alright, so I'm taking out some Bloodline frustration on Narcos. Sue me.)
The third season of Narcos begins in a month or so, and I'm just not sure how much of a rush Marissa and I are in to finish the second. This is better than Bloodline, make no mistake. But it's already slowing down and slowing down hard.
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