SummaryWritten by Phoebe Waller-Bridge, the adaptions of the novellas by Luke Jennings follows the cat-and-mouse chase by MI5 security officer Eve (Sandra Oh) for the international assassin, who goes by the name Villanelle (Jodie Comer).
SummaryWritten by Phoebe Waller-Bridge, the adaptions of the novellas by Luke Jennings follows the cat-and-mouse chase by MI5 security officer Eve (Sandra Oh) for the international assassin, who goes by the name Villanelle (Jodie Comer).
Perfect is a strong word, but Killing Eve is a series that merits those. ... Everything that worked so well in season one is back in essentially the same form, and it’s working again.
Killing Eve is still a fantastic and well-made show that is not only worth celebrating for any number of its own obvious merits, but worth embracing for taking a familiar set up and crafting it into a series that is also refreshing and new.
Killing Eve is a helluva good time, it’s already more interesting than many of its genre peers, and the first season illustrates a self-awareness essential for its survival. The show may follow a formula, but there’s nothing routine about it.
Season 4 has taken several steps back, once again separating Eve and Villanelle and putting them into different stories for the bulk of the first three episodes that were available to screen for critics.
After a brilliant first season, Killing Eve lost some of its mojo in the second, and seems more listless in the third. Built around a game of cat and mouse between an office-bound MI6 investigator and a mercurial assassin, it continues to offer darkly amusing moments thanks to its splendid cast, but at this point, the main thing the show seems to be killing is time.
Once fresh and thrilling, Killing Eve has grown stale and predictable. It’s 2020, and phones still click and whoop when texts are sent. The humour is weary.