It's the second Margaret Atwood television adaptation this year, and with so, so much less fanfare than The Handmaid's Tale. This is the true-ish story of an Irish immigrant working as a Canadian housemaid in the 1840s who either did or did not gruesomely murder her master and his housekeeper. The extent to which she is guilty - and if guilty, truly culpable for the murders - is the ongoing subject of a psychiatric interview she is giving fifteen or twenty years later.
This wasn't bad, at all. And since it's a miniseries, and only six episodes long, it was a very easy commitment. Pleasant, enjoyable, just fine. But in this age of "way too fucking much television, all the time, for everyone," I'm not sure this really stands out as must-see TV in 2017 - but that's on 2017, and not on this show, which feels like something that easily could have cracked a top ten list a few years ago.
In fact - wait, what's that? Oh my God, is it a "Bets TV of 2017" list already? In friggin' November? Why, yes it is! Courtesy of none other than Time Magazine! (http://time.com/5037916/top-10-tv-shows-2017/) December is no longer part of 2017, guys; "December 2017" is now part of 2018, I guess.
Anyway, look at that, Time Magazine ranks this show sixth best on the whole damn year. (Their ninth best show is also some sort of four-day Katy Perry livestream. So, grain of salt, and such.)
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