Warning: Don’t read this until you have seen Big Little Lies season 2 finale.
First a nod to how fierce it was watching Nicole Kidman and Meryl Streep facing off in the witness box in the finale of Big Little Lies.
If it was somewhat far-fetched, all is forgiven for the unfolding drama -and horrors- of a mother (Streep) interrogated about whether she was complicit in the death of her son. The storyline had been waiting for a chance for these two to square off, and Celeste (Kidman) certainly mined new lows in a desperate bid to win custody.
But it is that final scene that will have everybody talking, when the “Monterey 5” strode into the police department, clearly with a pact to confess all regarding the night of Perry’s (Alexander Skarsgard) death. Let’s conveniently overlook the likelihood that there would really have been more soul-searching before all 5 agreed to do that…
HBO boss Casey Bloys has previously said that a third season is unlikely but on the weekend Nicole Kidman gave the Sunday Telegraph a scoop when she said, “I think we would love to do a season three because there is certainly ideas,” adding “but we would not do it without all of the same people involved … even the kids.”
Season 2 did quite well given the storylines are beyond the life of Liane Moriarty’s book, although I missed the direction of Jean-Marc Vallée. It lacked the impact of making the kind of statements S1 did about domestic violence and shifted into a largely whodunnit tale (without Streep it would have been a fail).
Ironically in TV, time usually moves quite swiftly, but BLL could not shake off the memory of Perry’s death even 7 episodes later.
Big Little Lies was always about an outward female facade, the pursuit of perfect lives at Starbucks, Pilates and the 3pm pick-up….. all of which was masking deep, domestic trauma.
If it proceeds to another 7 episodes, will it get further distracted by all things crime & prosecution? And would we mind where the ensemble is so strong in an age of female empowerment?
Can’t answer that.