Dexter: New Blood review
2021 has been a mammoth year for returning series that are beloved. Succession, Sex Education, even the characters from The Sopranos came back in the movie prequel The Many Saints of Newark. Like Many Saints, Dexter: New Blood revives a story thought dead and buried-at-sea – but there were those of us who believed, who hoped, that there'd be more after a universally hated finale.
The original Dexter (2006-2013) was a forensic crime drama that subverted its focus onto a blood-splatter analyst, one who moonlights as a serial killer. But this monster has morals: he only hunts the evil the law can’t catch.
Nearly 10 years after Dexter Morgan (Michael C Hall) faked his own death, showrunner Clyde Phillips catches up with him. He trades the sunny, sweaty heat of Miami for the sharp and snowy chill of Iron Lake in upstate New York. Instead of neon-lit nightclubs and cocktail bars by the beach, there are homely taverns and hunting shops. And, crucially, there are far fewer grotesque murders.
