DTF St. Louis

This dark comedy pairs a strong pair of lead performances with an unusually precise sense of tone, folding sex, betrayal, and a suspicious death into a setting so deliberately mundane that the friction between subject matter and surface becomes the joke. The writing is praised for threading a difficult needle: it treats infidelity and its fallout as genuinely funny without ever using sex itself as the punchline, and it builds a mystery structure sturdy enough to sustain curiosity about what actually happened without leaning on cheap twists.

The approach is stylized and unhurried, and that's also where the reception splits hardest. Several critics needed a few episodes to adjust to the show's clipped, deadpan rhythms, and some viewers experienced the deliberate pacing as sluggish rather than purposeful. The title and marketing promise something more salacious than the show delivers, which has left a portion of the audience feeling misled about what kind of story they signed up for.

Underneath the comic and mystery mechanics, the show is most interested in suburban dissatisfaction, midlife drift, and the private tenderness that hides inside outwardly ridiculous behavior. The clearest point of critical disagreement isn't about the central performances, which are consistently singled out as highlights, but about whether the series' two competing registers -- a cynical, mordant view of its characters and a genuinely sentimental one -- cohere into something unified or just sit uneasily side by side.