Musings on Dexter

A few posts ago, I talked about response bias. I asked your help to talk about This Must Be the Place, because my dislike for the director prevented me from judging the movie fairly. Well, now I  have to call for response bias again. Though I can’t really say which movie is my favorite, I can for TV series: it is definitely Dexter. I love Dexter Morgan. I love all the secondary characters, none of them excluded. And usually the ones I hate (Lyla, Miguel) get killed at the end of the season, so that’s even better. So, whatever I am going to write, it’s not going to change my worship. I will never drop the series.

That being said, Showtime has just renewed Dexter for two more seasons. Now, let’s sit down and talk about it. Are you guys sure you want to do this? Mr. Hall, are all the money you’re getting worth this? What is Dexter going to do in two more seasons? What are you guys going to write in two more seasons? Flashforwarding time and making Dex teach Harrison the Harry’s code? In which case, please remember the I have the copyright for the idea. Anyway, let’s talk about Jeff Lindsay’s books. The first one, Darkly Dreaming Dexter, is really great. And so it’s Dexter‘s first season, which is an almost faithful adaptation of it. Then the book series and the TV series’ narrations start to diverge. Deeply. And I think that TV’s storylines, for once, are way better the the literary ones. But there’s this one thing that in the books stays pretty much the same and that makes them so appealing: Dexter himself. Do you remember the first season, when Dexter used to drive around Miami like a predator in need for blood? Do you remember when he used to draw a cold, detached, yet perfectly true analysis of human behaviors? When he was just a neat, emotionless “monster”? He was so lovely. Well, in the books, though he marries Rita, he doesn’t really change in his nature. In the series, people and circumstances make him evolve, make him grow up, make him change. And this is good, because a character needs to evolve, especially in a serial narration. But what I’ve been noticing lately is that Dexter isn’t true to his basic nature anymore. First season’s Dexter is long gone. C’mon guys, what about him literally fucking around with girls he just met? That’s not him. Not even the grown-up-him. Where did his cold look on society go? I can’t see it anymore, though he surely questions himself and his beliefs. So, unless this two more seasons are going to take us back the basics, I don’t think they’re going to improve the general frame of series that started as “awesome” but ended up as “good”. Still, response bias: whatever happens, Dexter, I will always love you.