By my reckoning, at least five days pass, not three. But I was willing to overlook that and I did.
What I couldn’t overlook was the poor script the actors were made to work with. It was as if the writers did the bare minimum, thinking that the built-in suspense and action sequences would do all the heavy lifting, after all _Three Days_ is a political action thriller which takes place in a mere three days or 16 episodes.
Consequently, what we get are a number of scenes where the two of the principal characters are made to say things like “No, that can’t be;” “I am not like you;” etc., drawing out each syllable at a rate of one per every 15 seconds (or so it seemed), while the music swells in the background to cover up for the fact that the words spoken are about dramatic as watching paint dry.
A thriller is a thriller because the show is one step ahead of the viewer, and much of the fun has to do with guessing at the plot twist(s). Alas, I often found myself waiting for the show to catch up with what I already knew, making for some dull viewing. Even the identities of the double-crossing moles, which were well concealed, were undermined by the fact that they were so many of them. (Because there were so many of them, whenever something went inexplicably wrong for the good guys, which was more often than not, you knew instantly there was yet another mole in the fold.)
I really wanted to like this show, and I enjoyed the first few episodes. Alas, the poor script conspired against that, and the coup de grace was the epilogue-like final episode, where all the surviving good guys are inventoried, a lame feel-good mop up process if there ever was one.
