I finally slogged my way through HBO’s The Young Pope. “Slogged”, I say, firstly because it is a weekly series. Next, because as the series dragged on I gradually lost interest. Lastly, as it came to “The End” at The End, I was glad that it was The End.
I wrote about the series when I started watching it: HERE
I don’t have much to add after what I originally wrote. I still think that the series was, “visually rich, cynical, creepy, weird, unpredictable, sacrilegious and clever.” And that it was like “Fellini’s Roma morphed by Quentin Tarantino (who belongs in jail) with House of Cards.” Furthermore, I still “suspect that part of the underlying motives for making the show is to mock the Church. The major motive, however, was probably the desire to make a surreal show with intrigue against a truly gorgeous backdrop.”
There were moments which nearly had me doing fist pumps in the air. At other times, I rolled my eyes in disbelief that the makers could be so inept. At still other times, I went to the kitchen and made a sandwich… without clicking the pause button.
At about the 8th episode (of 10) the thing went off the rails a bit. After that, I sensed that the makers were trying to figure out how to end it. That suggests to me that they weren’t entirely sure why they made it except for the fact that they got to have great scenery with alluring characters (churchmen, etc), and a potential for scandalous and salacious twists. There are only a few of the later and, in the last analysis, they fail to titillate.
And then there are the scenes that are inexplicable non-sequiturs, just plain weird.
There are plenty of clips from the show on YouTube if you don’t want to shell out shekels for the show. They will give you a taste. And that will probably be enough. They would have been for me.
Someday I hope someone will produce a good series, a kind of The West Wing in the Vatican. That could be good if properly handled.