Dead men start turning up in small town Tasmania forcing local plod (Kate Box) to investigate, despite moving to Tasmania with her wife for a quieter life, alongside a fly-in, foul-mouthed, crotch-scratching detective from the Northern Territory called Eddie, also a woman in this self-described feminist murder-mystery comedy.
Kate Box plays it straight as the only well-adjusted, intelligent character (because she's from Sydney?) while Eddie (Madeleine Sami) is a hyper-annoying, crude, pantomime parody of a hard-drinking, oversexed Top End bloke/woman. Eddie provides the main comedic focus of the series, which as many reviewers here point out, makes it almost unwatchable.
The creators claim this series gives marginalised people a voice, but apart from an Aboriginal family and lots of lesbians, it's mostly sledge-hammer humour making fun of obnoxious men, bogans, country towns and genitals. There are some funny moments and it also takes a swipe at gender politics and foodie arts festivals, or Feastival in this case, but the humour is often slapstick and reliant on four-letter laughs.
While the comedy can labour, it works as a murder-mystery if you ignore some character/plot issues. After a slow start it becomes a bingeable whodunit with a parade (though at times confusing surplus) of characters and murder suspects to keep you guessing, until the logic-defying ending that makes a joke of you taking it seriously.
Overall, overlong but if you survive the first cringe-worthy episodes, it's a half-decent comedy competing with a half-decent murder-mystery in need of stronger direction and script editing.
Kate Box plays it straight as the only well-adjusted, intelligent character (because she's from Sydney?) while Eddie (Madeleine Sami) is a hyper-annoying, crude, pantomime parody of a hard-drinking, oversexed Top End bloke/woman. Eddie provides the main comedic focus of the series, which as many reviewers here point out, makes it almost unwatchable.
The creators claim this series gives marginalised people a voice, but apart from an Aboriginal family and lots of lesbians, it's mostly sledge-hammer humour making fun of obnoxious men, bogans, country towns and genitals. There are some funny moments and it also takes a swipe at gender politics and foodie arts festivals, or Feastival in this case, but the humour is often slapstick and reliant on four-letter laughs.
While the comedy can labour, it works as a murder-mystery if you ignore some character/plot issues. After a slow start it becomes a bingeable whodunit with a parade (though at times confusing surplus) of characters and murder suspects to keep you guessing, until the logic-defying ending that makes a joke of you taking it seriously.
Overall, overlong but if you survive the first cringe-worthy episodes, it's a half-decent comedy competing with a half-decent murder-mystery in need of stronger direction and script editing.