With the
exception of a brief foray into a certain development on the show, I’ve
refrained from talking about Riverdale
until its first season wrapped last week.
Now, with its fledgling season under its belt, it’s time to dive into the
insanity that is this show. Despite a
somewhat skeptical start, this series quickly became surprisingly must-see TV
for me, and by the time the finale aired, I was parked eagerly on my couch in
rapt anticipation (premise spoilers.)
An
audacious reimagining of the Archie
comics, the show opens on sleepy, everyone-knows-everone small town Riverdale
being rocked by the revelation that the town’s golden boy, thought to have died
an accidental death, was actually murdered.
Secrets wrap themselves around more secrets as members of the familiar
comic-book gang investigate who killed Jason Blossom and why, discovering along
the way that everybody in their quiet little town is basically up to their
eyeballs in shocking revelations.
What with
all the teen sleuthing and dropped bombshells, I realize that description makes
the show sound like a weird cross between Nancy
Drew and Days of Our Lives, but
it’s so much gloriously weirder than that.
This series is somehow equal parts teen drama, murder mystery, and Gothic horror, 100% earnestly and yet also kind of deconstructing all
three. It’s absolutely out-there, made
even wilder every time you remember that these are the Archie characters we’re talking about. I’m not about to say that it’s without flaws
(there are some dumb writing fumbles, Archie himself spends most of the season
searching for a way to be relevant to the main story, and the show drops the
ball in a major way when it comes to utilizing its diverse cast,) but this is a
show that seems to weirdly work despite itself.
There are honest-to-god maple
syrup blood feuds, you guys – how can that not at least pique your
interest?
By
season’s end, I was mostly satisfied with how the show presents its familiar
characters. This is a true reimagining
of the series, and while most characters have clear signposts pointing out
long-standing traits and habits from the comics, they also do their own thing,
depiction-wise, and are ultimately combinations of something both old and
new. Veronica (excellently played by
Camila Mendes,) to my surprise, emerged as an early favorite, although I think
her story gets a little muddy in the middle of the season. Lili Reinhart’s Betty is a revelation, a
really fascinating character, and Cole Sprouse (formerly of The Suite Life, which kind of blew my
mind to realize) couldn’t be more perfect as Jughead. I’m not enough of an Archie connoisseur to have known Cheryl Blossom, but I love
Madelaine Petsch’s icy-yet-off-kilter portrayal of the complex mean girl. And even though Archie (KJ Apa) is easily my
least favorite early on – in part because his more typical teen-drama
storylines often feel so disconnected from all the more interesting stuff going
on – the writing starts to find its way with him, and he comes around pretty
well in the later episodes of the season.
Warnings
Sexual content
(including statutory rape,) violence, swearing, drinking/drug references, and
strong thematic elements.
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