Seitz on The Killing: Can This Show Ever Rise to the Level of Its Pretensions?

If atmosphere were substance, The Killing would be the greatest show on TV. 

When I think back on the two-hour premiere of the show's third season (AMC, June 2, 9 p.m.), what comes to mind are images and sounds: former detective Sarah Linden (Mirielle Enos) silhouetted in the doorway of the office belonging to her former partner Stephen Holder (Joel Kinnaman), Holder scrunched into the lower right-hand corner of the frame, slouched in a rolling office chair, grinning; Holder questioning a possible witness to a street girl's savage murder, his face shrouded in gray shadow; another street kid, the underage Kallie Leeds (Cate Sproule), seated on the bed of a john she went home with, reflected in a mirror that's cracked in a mosaic pattern; the rivulets of rain coursing down windowpanes, a key motif in this perpetually dark, wet show. The sound of the rain: whispery, insistent. And the hiss of passing cars. And the moan of fog horns on the water. And the pealing of gulls. 



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