Deadly Class

You'll like Deadly Class from the beginning, but it takes a beat for you to actually fall in love. There is one exception to that statement. Lana Condor, who became an internet sensation last summer as Lara-Jean Covey in Netflix's To All the Boys I've Loved Before, is an immediate stand-out from this remarkable cast.

There’s certainly a spark from time to time. But for now, Deadly Class is failing to live up to its potential. It’s messy and hollow.

Occasionally the dialogue lays into this a bit too thickly, via character soliloquies resembling anti-corporate rants from the “Repo Man” school of screenwriting. Viewers turned off by that won’t be impressed by the cynicism winding through the opening episodes, either. But the central cast, led by Wadsworth and Condor, wins you over eventually--or, I should say, the most fleshed out characters featured within the first four episodes do this.

Deadly Class doesn't make much sustained sense, either as practical reality or pointed satire. (It is, in any case, no way to run a school.) But it has rude energy (and many bad words) and a certain conviction, and possibly what seem like bugs in its system will prove to be features instead; the creators do not seem unaware of internal inconsistencies in their creation. And many viewers won’t see a problem.

It’s a frustrating run of intoxicating highs and off-putting lows, at least in the early going. ... As it stands, uncertainly, at the starting gate, it’s poised somewhere between pass and fail.

The series’ dedication to a dark and violent world of murderous impulses--or cultivating them--is a bummer. Deadly Class asks what it takes to change the status quo, but its answer so far is not particularly revolutionary.

The series repeatedly asks its audience to rationalize murder. It weighs the value of human life in summary judgments doled out by anyone willing to act. Episodes reframe those decisions, but without definitive emphasis. At best, it’s a murky portrait of extreme ideas. At worst, it’s irresponsible.

Insert almost grown-ups from different backgrounds like the mexican cartel, Yakuza, gangsters, some kid from the streets, ****, emo's, the KGB and nasa in one class and you have what they call a "Deadly Class". Except for that they are not so "Deadly". Most episodes are actually not in "Class" either. You follow these individuals as their backgrounds become clear; all of them have had things happen to them that are not so pleasant. Which should be a given due to their backgrounds. The story feels inconclusive because it gives little hints of where the story wants to go but then it takes 2 or 3 episodes to get there, doing this with many filler scenes that besides showing and explaining the characters pasts have really no other purpose to the main story which makes these scenes feel pointless and distracting. The effect it has on the main story as well is that it makes the main plot points feel less important. Because of this reason I do not advise to binge watch this series but instead watch one and the other a couple of days later and so on.

everything is to obvius and they try to make a cool Guy vibe over the school but failed hard

Oh bordel, encore une daube !… je m’y attendais un petit peu quand même… je le subodorais, le supposais et l’envisageais, oui tout en même temps. Et même… je l’ai senti, oui, ce soubresaut dans la force de la Daube. Oui, cette daube est puissante… et d’ailleurs dès le début, on a vite compris… c’est bel et bien une méga daube !! Une daubasse plutôt bien emballée quand même… mais avec déjà, rapidement, le truc qui fâche considérablement : la musique de merde omniprésente (des années 80) : la série est-elle une série ou un juke-box du Top 50 ? des chansons à 99% très cons et au volume trop élevé, comme dans une pub de merde (pléonasme). Ensuite, oui ensuite… c’est-à-dire tout le reste a été boulotté par un chat qui a pété. Oui, on a simulé des scénaristes complètement cons qui écrivent n’importe quoi et devinez quoi : c’est un succès ! tellement réaliste ce sous-niveau de l’écriture qui ne se relit jamais et qui raconte que de la merde ! il est décidément incroyable, ce chat. Cette pseudo école de jeunes cons assassins est donc à la masse, pas crédible deux secondes, pleine d’incohérences et de contradictions aberrantes. On se croirait la plupart du temps dans une mauvaise bouffonnerie de très mauvais goût, à la limite de la sitcom de base où l’on suit des demeurés d’étudiants à la mords-moi-le-noeud. C’est bête, même pas drôle, lent et très bavard… tu parles d’une bande de « tueurs » de pacotille de la foire à farfouille, des foutus peigne-culs !