The Mentalist

At first, I thought the drama itself was childish, with the smiley face and the clichéd mystical poetry. But it was Red John who was childish; he was a pathological psychopath who simply wanted to be seen as a figure to be feared. Initially, I wanted more scenes about his past after Patrick killed Red John. But just like Patrick didn’t ask about it, it didn’t matter at all. I couldn’t care less about the story of someone who killed a family. What happened in his past is utterly irrelevant. All that mattered was the burning desire for revenge. In the end, it wasn’t about torturing him or killing him in a formal setting, nor did it end with a smile after the kill. This is reality, and that was real. By deliberately portraying Red John as an ordinary serial killer, the sense of realism was heightened.