I missed this when it aired on BBC2 last year. However, it was just added on Netflix, so I thought I’d give it a go.
This drama series – in my opinion – is stunning. I’m really enjoying it. Like – edge of my seat whilst mindlessly shoving Wispa bites into my face – type viewing.
For starters, it has a nonlinear narrative which I always find super interesting. We start at the end of the story, when Versace is shot. We’re then pulled back by a series of flashbacks to seven years previously, where Versace meets his killer… or does he?
The following episodes then take us back three months or so, where we meet more victims, and then forwards again, and then… yup, you get the picture.
Secondly, the acting on screen is nothing short of amazing, despite the surprising casting choices, including Ricky Martin (yup, Living la Vida Loca) as Versace’s boyf, Penelope Cruz as Donatella (who knew his sister was Spanish?) and the beautifully handsome Darren Criss (remember him in Glee?) as serial killer Andrew whatshisface.
Episode 4 for me, was – hide behind your pillow and squirm in fear – type thrilling. Gory, compelling and just absolutely f-ing terrifying. Hold onto your wigs for this one guys.
I wont say any more incase I spoil it, but go give it a watch. If you like dark, disturbing, intelligent, beautifully shot, wonderfully performed crime shizzle then this is your bag.
I’d give this series a nine out of ten thumbs up, if all my fingers were thumbs that is.