HBO’s steampunk fantasy series has more kickass/traumatized women, X-Men superpowers, and inane banter than you can shake a Reaver at.
Tone-deaf obviousness and blunt-force capitalist critiques plague Morris’ latest, letting down its good intentions with disappointing bluntness.
While it captures some of the melancholy of the acclaimed novel, John Crowley’s adaptation is too leaden and self-serious to really soar.
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