Poor acting, lazy writing, uninteresting and unlikable characters, superficial instant psychological mumbo jumbo, self serving psychedelia and shock... and the soundtrack... oh, god, please make it stop!

The only redeeming character is Mikkelsen, although I would prefer him to be a bit more of a charming, charismatic jester, to pull of his disguise... but he's just creepy. And where is all the smart cynicism? I guess there was no room for that in this slow, gloomy train wreck.

I hate CSI, but at least it's not pretending to be something it's not. And for all the Dexter comparisons, this show starts where the show Dexter went bad, where will it end? ...

I hope Lecter has them all for dinner, soon!