Castle Rock is maybe the single best embodiment of the problems I have reviewing TV: After just a few episodes, I’m not sure where it’s going, and I’m not sure how to review something like that. Maybe that’s not the point when you’re reviewing TV. Maybe just learn to review the TV you have. Regardless, Castle Rock feels like a “some good, some bad” case to me three chapters in, the good being the casting and craftsmanship, the bad being not so much bad as Abrams-y. If you don’t love J.J. Abrams, that might be a problem. (I don’t hate him, but I don’t know that I like him, much less love him, either.)
There’s some definite “mystery box” stuff going on here, and I didn’t even get around to mentioning Melanie Lynskey in my piece for The ARTery, probably because her character is one of the threads I can’t yet connect to the rest of the show’s plot. That’s what I’m talking about. That might work for you. I’m not sure if it works yet for me.
A Constant Visual Feast 