But in terms of it success as a show, MobLand pulls off the most important caper of all: It gets deeper as it goes. There’s no way I expected this show to be such a sharp interrogator of Tom Hardy’s charms as an actor, or such an empathetic (if still inarguably gangster) look at how abuse can affect the course of people’s life and feeds into/emerges from other forms of violence, state-directed and otherwise. I honestly thought it’d be Tom Hardy mixing it up with callow young London ganglords and maybe shagging some birds, I dunno. Instead it proved it had a brain without ever losing its balls.
I reviewed the season finale of MobLand for Decider.
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