"We raised a darkness."
Powered by a stellar cast and some noir intensity, "Dublin Murders" is less a season of serial detective television than eight straight gut punches in the form of rapid-fire episodes.
The investigative duo of haunted, broken Rob and stunning, unreachable Cassie each has a monumental secret that nearly manages to top the others', and just enough adrenalin-driven spark to evoke a Scully-Mulder dynamic.
The show itself is the result of a combination of two Tana French novels (I'm currently reading an unrelated French novel, "The Witch Elm"), leading some readers of her books to complain, but while the plot can be diffuse and a lot, it ultimately works for me. From a casting standpoint, having Lord Varys from "Game of Thrones" and two regulars from "Red Rock" certainly doesn't hurt.
More seasons are supposedly in the offing, but even as a standalone, "Dublin Murders" is devastating enough to leave you reeling.
In the woods.
Screaming your friends' names.
And spending the rest of your life trying to patch that hole.
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