Duster on HBO Max, it has peaked my interest after the first episode.
brief synopsis:
The current trend in prestige TV is to be topical—to weigh in on contemporary issues, peel back untold history, or metaphorically reflect on the woes of modern life. Max’s new crime thriller
Duster has a bit of that in its DNA: It’s interested in exploring what it was like to work for the FBI in the 1970s if you weren’t a white man. But that’s not the primary drive of the series. No, the main point of
Duster is to cut loose and have some retro-inspired fun. The result is a premiere that’s confident, a little goofy, and a whole lot groovy.
That might not be what people expect from a series that reunites co-creator J.J. Abrams with
Lost breakout Josh Holloway. Though Sawyer is certainly on the brain here, there are no echoes of
Lost’s mystery-box structure, nor the genre approach of co-creator LaToya Morgan’s work on
Into The Badlands and
The Walking Dead. Instead, the series tries to evoke the vibe of a show
made in the 1970s, not just set there. That makes it a little bit
Starsky & Hutch, a little bit
Police Woman, and a little bit
Sheba, Baby. In an era when
The Pitt has made old-fashioned medical dramas cool again,
Duster wants to do the same for old-fashioned action-crime series.