Or, "Couch surfing contemporary culture".
Neil Gaiman, about whom I've heard a great deal, and so finding something on Netflix by him I think to fill in those gaps in my education.
Sometimes, though, there are gaps for good reason.
In this, a populist reinterpretation/contemporization of the Classical Greek Myths, from the Manga, but - directed, produced and written by Neil Gaiman.
A large cast of people that are largely recognizable - (I know, but how?) - and who all should have known better....Stephen Fry? Really?
Anyways, if you were looking for proof that CGI has grown too cheap, too accessible, then look no further. And the CGI, cheesy as all out, is positively top notch next to the real world props, which look like crafts undertaken by your half-witted local theatre group...
The dialogue, bad, acting, bad, but - how to judge in this context? There's uneven world-building, a plot that meanders and goes off in all sorts of directions without ever finding it's feet, it's half-manga half-Japanese anime star, cherry-picked mythology, "noble sentiments" ineptly expressed, bad puns, unfunny "alt" characters that are clearly there to give flesh to this plot that died episodes back, there's brief attempts at philosophizing that fail so utterly, I mean, upon this scaffolding you could only hang a white flag of surrender, the line "You have suffered enough", delivered by Morpheus to Cassiopeia in episode 11, he was speaking to me....
Fuck Netflix, I have a whole pile of worthwhile movies to watch and this, this - while I can see clearly that I'm not it's audience (I'm guessing it's 12-15 year old girls wearing knee-high leather military boots, pig tails and loli dresses...) - this is a spiritual suicide.
And so, having never read Neil Gaiman but having had 11 episodes too many of "The Sandman" I'm pretty sure there's an author I can give a miss...