Each Tuesday, “La Matinale” offers a selection of series to discover on the small screen.
by Thomas Sotinel and Audrey Fournier
For optimism, you will return: between the fallen magistrate, the exiled journalist, the investigator surrounded by Ripoux and the spies who cannot trust anyone, the episodes of the week will not firm your confidence in the human race. But you will not be bored.
“Your Honor”, season 2: a Redemption in the shape of a Cross
Like a hurricane, the first season of Your Honor, an American adaptation of a very well-known Israeli “franchise”, Kvodo, had ravaged two families from New Orleans around the death of one of the Baxter sons, the clan Local mafia, in a road accident including the son of judge Desiato, Adam, had fled the scene. The shock wave of the tragedy had set fire to the city, in a movement involving both the police, the local underworld and the municipal authorities, destroying in passing the lives of black or white kids , poor or rich, who did not ask for so much. This season 2 opens under the darkest auspices, since after having failed to save Adam the judge Desiato pays his compromises in prison and awaits a death that he hopes as quickly as possible. This is without counting on the determination of a freshly named prosecutor in town, which merchants its release against its help to stop a series of overdoses.
After a first season entirely devoted to the fall of the judge, the second evokes in his first episodes (only five were made available to the press) the possibility of a redemption which we quickly feel that she will be painful . As in the previous one, the series compensates in this season the small weaknesses of its story (and an disconcerting achievement, a sort of collage of broken life mounted with a strange precipitation) by its analysis of power mechanics in a city delivered to drug trafficking , gangs and private interests. Bearded, emaciated, destroyed, Bryan Cranston continues with application the work of disintegration of his character started in season 1. The show is both captivating and repulsive, and therefore quite addictive. At. F.
“Manayek, betrayal in the police”: in immersion among the Ripoux of Tel Aviv
Bedonnant, the look imbued with a melancholy that each incident of his private and political life comes to feed, Izzy Bashar (Shalom Assayag), investigator of the Israeli equivalent of IGPN, constitutes the perfect antithesis of his colleagues And enemies, Tel Aviv police. To see Manayek, it looks like all the police forces of the Israeli metropolis are the prey of irrepressible mounted of testosterone which make them forget their missions as well as the Décalogue, whether it be killing , to fly, to covet the woman of her neighbor or to wear a false testimony.
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