I’m not a film critic, certainly not a critic of any kind. The only kind of critic I can bring myself to doing is when it’s faced towards Real Madrid, the football team that I have adored ever since I was a little boy, playing football bear foot in the sandy streets of Oshakati.
Back to the topic at hand, House of Cards. I first came to learn of this show after President Barack Obama tweeted about it. After reading that tweet, I knew I had to start watching what one of the most powerful man in the world is watching. And, I was not disappointed. From the first episode of season 1, I was glued to the laptop as I watched Kevin Spacey’s character of Representative Francis “Frank” Underwood plot his way to the top after being denied what was promised to him, US Secretary of State.
I am on season 2 now, Frank is Vice President. Hope I’m not spoiling it for anyone, especially not the President. But on his way to being VP, a lot of conniving, by Frank & Linda (White House Chief of Staff), and the death of my favorite character on the show, Peter Russo. Peter Russo. That guy. Well, I liked him because he looked the most sincere, genuine politician. Your everyday person. His character was the closest thing to any character being human to me on the show. All else just seem made up. I guess that’s what politics would look to an outsider.
Above all else, House of Cards is a brilliant show. Netflix has without a doubt, got one of the best shows on TV. Thank you Beau Willimon for this hard hitting show, that is in a way is helping ease my fascination with Washington by bringing the behind the scenes drama to my TV. And the journalists on the show seem to be real journalists, unlike Wolf Blitzer.
This show gets a 9/10 rating from me because it covers one of my interests, American Politics.
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