I finished catching up on Dexter a week or so ago. I like it, the story sucks me right in, but I just hate voice-overs so much it saps some of my enjoyment.
Huh. See the voiceovers are one of my favorite things about the show. MCH really sells the character there to me.
I love the voiceovers too. But I generally like voiceovers.
I like the voiceovers, and the Dexter, and Julie Benz, and his sister, but somehow, I just don't seem to like the show. I watched about 1/2 of the season, and stopped. I may pick it back later, when I have had time to digest the implications of a do-gooder serial killer.
I think it's worth another try, if only because that way you'll get to see the scene with the frying pan. You'll know it when you see it, believe me.
Hee hee hee. Oh, Michael C. Hall.
Oh, it's a freakish and totally irrational hatred of voiceovers that is frequently problematic for me. It took me three tries to get through the first season, but I'm looking forward to the next one, now.
I'm with you, -t.
edit: on the voiceover hate-on. I haven't tried
Dexter
yet.
I revel in the not-aloneness!
I revel in the not-aloneness!
I'm happy to join you in your corner, just as long as you don't feel some freaky need to narrate in a quirky and knowing way.
If I feel the need for narration, I will break out in song. And try very hard to rhyme.