My wife and I watched the first six episodes together. Then I tapped out and she finished them without me.
I was ready to give up after three episodes, but then the fourth episode was excellent and I hung on for a bit longer. More on that in a moment.
For me, the series is fundamentally misconceived. It seems to be built around a core question, asking, “Who is this mysterious person who was able to deceive the elite of New York society?” The answer is, a con artist. And the problem is, con artists do not make for interesting character studies, because there is no character there — a con artist is simply an empty shell of greed and dishonesty and fabricated humanity with nothing at the core. They lie without conscience until they’re either caught or they move on. They’re just not interesting as people, and the show’s apparent belief that there’s anything at all fascinating about Anna herself beyond her uncanny facility for chameleonic deception — anything about her as a person — is, I believe, a fatal error.
The real interest in a story about a scam like this is in how the targets are deceived. I don’t mean this from the perspective of the scam, letting us watch as the con artist actively deceiving his or her marks — I mean from the perspective of the scammed, why they were vulnerable, and, more importantly, the ways in which they actively buy into the deception and, in many ways, actively participate in fooling themselves.
But instead, the show wastes a lot of time focusing on Anna herself, on her mental and emotional state, as she struggles to keep her story together and invent new angles of manufactured narrative, which is just inherently un-dramatic. And the show seems to realize this, too, at least subconsciously, which is why I think it spends so much time in the penumbra of the central story, with the internal politicking at the magazine and Anna’s lawyer struggling with the case and all the other marginal stuff. It’s extra conflict, dramatic wheel-spinning, to make up for the giant hole in the middle of the show.
Which is why the fourth episode, for me, was so strong: Anna targets this powerful, well-connected corporate attorney, someone who’s got lots of experience in New York finance and is supposed to be savvy about how things work. But we see the seams in his psychology, and when she lands a couple of well-placed tactical arguments, we watch as he becomes an active participant in self-deception. That is interesting character-based storytelling, and I thought the show was finally finding its feet.
But then it slipped back into its previous nonsense, and lost the handle on why a story like this is worth telling.
The next couple of episodes, for me, were revelatory on why the show doesn’t work: Because the central character is a void, the storytellers have to fill in the empty space with their own ideas. Here, the show flails, because in the six episodes I watched, it never commits to anything. Is Anna supposed to be a GirlBoss who takes these insulated high-society richies for a ride and almost gets away with it? Or maybe she’s a super-intelligent and super-ambitious but super-naive young woman who sees a golden opportunity to pierce the class veil and elevate herself but ends up falling short because she has the wrong background and is rejected. Or is she just a criminal, full stop, who victimizes people right and left without any feelings of guilt, and fails in the end because she got too greedy and didn’t know when to bail out? The show flirts with all of these ideas at various times, trying to find a way of making the con artist into a relatable human. A lot of the stuff about the sexism the reporter faces from her management is clearly intended to be an illuminating thematic reflection of some of these ideas, but it doesn’t align at all and winds up leaving Anna even more of a cipher. In the end, the storytellers are defeated by the slippery reality of their subject.
I don’t know if the last few episodes pull all these frustrating threads together into a coherent and satisfying thesis, bringing their blurry, fragmentary story into clear focus. My wife says they didn’t, that it stayed pretty much the same, but she has different taste and different sensibilities, so hey, it’s still possible. I’ll never find out, though, because I’m just no longer interested. Which is too bad, because if they’d abandoned the ambition at making a show about Everything and simply limited themselves to a shorter story about Something, it could have been worthwhile.