At first, characters took a minute of dialog to establish history. Then they kept doing it scene after scene. The first three episodes or so suffer from this odd sort of verbal diarrhea, too eager to read you the book. It's all very jumbled and Geralt simply doesn't feel exactly like Geralt.

But at some point around episode four or just before, it suddenly stopped rushing around telling an origin story and actually felt like a real solid show. It's good stuff, I entirely bought Cavil as Geralt from about the middle and onward. Pace was spot-on, it stopped shoveling dialog out and started showing more. Yennefer's pretty good as well, I buy her actor's portrayal too.

It doesn't last though. During the last two-ish episodes time appears to fracture. I can't remember being so confused by flashbacks--never--it's as if chunks of earlier episodes floated down river bit too early. The Witcher wasn't tripping over itself like it was at the start with dialog seeping from every pore, it was as if the show forgot to tell the audience something earlier and simply decided to start filling holes I never knew existed. In the end, I felt I watched something pretty good and with a great deal of promise. Although I also felt confused as to what day it was after those last two alzheimer's-inducing episodes and spent the entire show hoping Nilfgaard would ditch the ridiculous plastic armor.