Vanished is a 4-point miniseries with weekly release, available on MGM+ from 1 February in Italy and internationally. The series, created by David Hilton and Preston Thompson, focuses on his protagonist, Kaley Cuoco, flanked by the fascinating Sam Clafin, but the miniseries remains in the anonymity with a formula closer to the yellow TV film than the contemporary miniseries.
The problem is that Vanished cannot be a title capable of pulling subscriptions to a paid channel, as might have been Spartacus: House of Ashur or Robin Hood, could more be a filler title for any other platform already existing, one of those that are released in binge mode (therefore the total duration is just below 3 hours) and that are stationed in catalogs, occasionally re-presented as suggestions to crime/mystery/thriller fans.
Vanished, se sparisce il mio fidanzato
Kaley Cuoco is an American archaeologist who meets the English boyfriend who works for a non-governmental organization, in various hotels around Europe. When we see them for the first time, they are in Paris and decide to leave by train to the south of France. During the trip he answers the phone and at the same time she falls asleep. Upon awakening of the fiancé there is no trace, so he decides to go down to Marseille and start looking for him by helping himself by an investigative journalist met on the train.
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Vanished is part of the postcard TV series (a bit like Hotel Portofino) where the story becomes a way to show a city, its alleys, its beauties. Kaley Cuoco losing that ironic side he had preserved in The Flight Waitant, does a little bit of a homework interpreting the American in search of the missing boyfriend, chasing the widespread idea of the protagonists who investigate, fall from palaces, run for breath while until the day before they were calm and peaceful to sip wine. A Hitchockian idea from “common person in danger” but that is far too abused.
The most surprising aspect is the superficiality with which the contour characters are treated, stereotyped masks with very little depth taken from a sort of manual of how the French should be represented. If the Italian in the seriality is coloured and warm, the French are grumpy, insignificant and a touch intolerant to this American arruffona and a little embosssed. Scene hit after scene shot (although no one really so shocking or able to hold glued to the screen) you get running to a trivial and uninvolving finish. As is a little the whole miniseries that represents in a plastic way as there is a serial overproduction.
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