
TV #30 of 2019:
Stranger Things 3
My biggest issue with this series as a whole is its tendency to fracture the narrative into engaging yet isolated small-group subplots that never intersect much with one another. And that’s definitely on display in this third outing, which is especially rough at the beginning before those disparate storylines have really taken off. (Eleven and Max’s new friendship at least offers some great individual scenes, but the boys except Dustin are pretty useless for basically the entire season.) Luckily matters converge more at the end of Stranger Things 3, and the returning pastiche of 1980s horror incorporates the new DNA of red-scare action blockbusters from that era fairly seamlessly.
Is it goofy as heck? Absolutely. This has always been a show where everyone is quick to accept some frankly ludicrous developments, and it’s especially hard for me to buy that extensive underground Russian base after seeing Better Call Saul so meticulously carve out Heisenberg’s future meth lab this past year. But if you can suspend your disbelief enough to get on the level of something like The Goonies as you watch this program, it’s overall a fun time with a game cast and some terrific character dynamics. The latest installment expands the mythology and avoids feeling like just a retread of what we’ve already seen, ably navigating the transition of its younger heroes growing up and shouldering more mature concerns. It pushes forward like all the best sequels do, and leaves me eager to see what’s next.
★★★★☆







