Summary17-year-old Sasha Yazzie (Sivan Alyra Rose) looks into the circumstances behind the donor heart she received, only to start developing characteristics of the deceased in this supernatural drama created and written by Leah Rachel.
Summary17-year-old Sasha Yazzie (Sivan Alyra Rose) looks into the circumstances behind the donor heart she received, only to start developing characteristics of the deceased in this supernatural drama created and written by Leah Rachel.
The ambition is admirable. Episodes will jump forward and backward in time, teasing out elements of story in ways not often seen on television, and helping to keep the endless J.J. Abrams-style mystery-box tactics of the show from getting overly tiresome.
While much of the teen supporting cast, including Kyanna Simone Simpson as best pal Yvonne and Sarah Mezzanotte as mean girl Marnie, are just right, Rose is flat through most of her scenes. The scares, at least in the opening episodes, rise from jump cuts or dreams. Ten episodes just seems too long for any heart to suffer this story.
As things stand, it’s a derivative, badly paced, supernatural slog that substitutes jump-cuts for actual shocks, and Sasha’s extensive nail art for character development and delivers little in the way of surprise – or frankly, even expected – twists. There will be no harm done when this one gives up the ghost.
After a fitfully frightening start, the series falls into a kind of narrative catatonia benefiting none of the actors, even pros like Goldwyn and Thurman. ... The show’s sluggish pace often dilutes its sense of dread. The ingredients are there for a loopy body-horror freakout, but this series’ pulse stays damnably faint, even when it should be sending yours through the roof.
Watching “Chambers,” you can see various better shows it might have been--an entertaining supernatural murder mystery with Sasha as an intrepid Native American Nancy Drew, or a trippy, surrealist comedy (which would have made more use of Sasha’s uncle’s business, an exotic-fish store in the desert called Wet Pets). It’s too bad no one ordered a screenplay transplant.
Chambers ... doesn’t have much going for it — it’s a grody, nasty piece of work, a story that would at least be endurable if it were the under-ninety-minute movie it seems to want to be.