One of the more agonizing parts about being a roadie in the winter is trying to find shows and movies to keep you entertained during endless hours of indoor riding. I recently stumbled upon Netflix’s Mindhunter and nearly passed it up – cop dramas aren’t really my thing – but boy am I glad I didn’t.
There are endless shows out there centered on the police’s efforts to understand, predict, and prevent the crimes carried out by serial killers. And even more shows devoted to catching criminals. But before all that, there was a time when even the term “serial killer” was unheard of. That’s where David Fincher’s Mindhunter comes in.
Chronicling the birth of behavioral analysis and criminal profiling at the FBI in the 1970s, the show distinguishes itself from fictional serial killer shows like Dexter or Criminal Minds by using stories based in reality. The show slows down the police work and focuses not on gore but on the men and women expanding the purview of investigative police work.
David Fincher’s (Seven, Zodiac, Gone Girl) production and directing is outstanding, the tension and unease throughout the entire show are absolutely gripping. There’s plenty of compelling dialogue and the complicated relationships feel very real as does the impact of interviewing and capturing monstrous human beings on the main characters and those close to them. The acting is incredible as well, Cameron Britton as Ed Kemper is one of my favorite performances this year.
The story is based on the nonfiction book Mind Hunter: Inside the FBI’s Elite Serial Crime Unit by former FBI agent John Douglas.
I’ve made it most of the way through Netflix’s Mindhunter in a little over a week, I think I could’ve watched it in a single sitting. Not sure my legs would’ve complied though.