If ever there was a gong for a TV series with pointless sub-plots, this would get the award. The Frozen Dead, from Gaumont and Metropole, is supposed to be a psychological thriller. Fortunately, it’s only six episodes long (currently screening on Netflix).
There’s the boss detective repeatedly running over beautiful clean, white snow – in a bright red jacket! With his gun out and chasing “baddies” who also have guns. So he should have been dead by episode two.
And he would certainly be the dead dummy cop in any American or UK thriller, as he also goes running alone into warehouses and hydro stations – dark, echoing chambers so every footstep can be heard – without calling for backup. That is, without calling for backup before or during his John Wayne lone-sheriff dumbness.
And he’s got a drinking problem – of course – and smokes too much – of course – and frequently suffers nosebleeds. And he has “issues” from the past. And may or may not know what the hell he’s doing most of the time.
So there’s four paragraphs telling you about the series and none of that is spoiler, because none of it relates to the main story. Nor, by the way, do most of the secondary characters know what they’re doing or why.
The real story is that incompetence and corruption existed in the police force years ago, and still does. Ho hum. And the tedious drawing out of that corruption and incompetence spans six very long episodes that could have been soooo much better if they’d had left the tropes behind and concentrated on making interesting new character types over the top of a real psychological thriller story arc. 1 star for scenery!