Tell Me Your Secrets

 Bananas! Like totally bananas!! Ridiculous! What was that? Okay, I don't know if this is a recommendation (this is what my blog is supposed to be about) or a confession that I binged watched the whole thing. I don't even know where to start. It's an acid trip. Okay, this is my best shot. It's about a woman, Emma (played by Lily Rabe) who served time for her alleged involvement with a serial killer. Emma has some memory loss about a certain traumatic event and her therapist, Pete (Enrique Murciano) is trying to dislodge it. Pete works with the FBI and has gotten Emma released from jail and into witness protection. - relocated to swampy Saint James, Louisiana. One of the serial killer's victims' mother, Mary (Amy Brenneman) is convinced her daughter is alive (there was never a body found, just a photo of her and the serial killer at a gas station). Mary believes Emma knows the truth about her daughter and hires a serial rapist, John (Hamish Linklater) to find Emma. To complicate things there is a romance with a cop thrown in, a psychic, mysterious things happening at a group home, a dodgy motel, and a cat. I think it's the serial rapist, John who is the most compelling to watch - Hamish Linklater was so fabulous I wish I could give him some sort of award. Maybe I will make one up - McPherson's Movie Marquee for best actor in a TV series - Hamish Linklater. The whole show feels B. Like all the actors are B list actors, but don't let it fool you, the performances are A list quality. It's just the material at times is ridiculous. Not a lot of it makes sense, but that's okay! Tell Me Your Secrets I predict will become a cult series in the way Pumpkinhead or The Holy Mountain are cult movies. If you want to have some fun, like riding the Haunted House ride, the guy with tat sleeves who smells of weed double checking your safety bar and giving you a wink - then take a ride on Tell Me Your Secrets. Binge it on Amazon.