In “Liar’s” return, a new victim is introduced, and a new detective to handle who murdered Andrew – and she first sets her sights on Laura.
While Liar starts off strong, as characters make ridiculous decisions and the truth gets revealed too early, it flounders.
Just in case you thought Liar would be one season, we get set up with a whodunit cliffhanger. One which implies season 2 will focus a new liar.
Once again, Laura taking things into her own hands messes up any sort of closure she could possibly have.
With the reveal to us of who Andrew really is, Laura does her damndest to mount the kind of evidence required to make her battle more than his words against hers.
Liar exemplifies the reason I love mini-series. They cut the nonsense, don’t add extra bits to uncover in later seasons, and get to the point. Though, even with being relatively to the point still comes confusion.
Liar has to be one of the few shows which has me really second guessing what I think, what I should write, and I both love it and hate it for that.
Liar plays on the stigma, prejudice, and assumptions surrounding rape. Of which, it does so in a way which forces the viewer to confront their own bias.