Episode 3. It's official, this is the creepiest, most imaginative series I've ever seen, right down to the theme music, as much a part of the narrative as Angelo Badalamenti's score for Twin Peaks; it gets under your skin and produces a similar disquieting effect, a musical infestation. Adam Scott, a go-to player for deadpan comedies, is brilliant playing against type as the increasingly conflicted but supremely manipulated chief of a data team whose only task is to methodically massage scads of cryptic data, day in, day out, a task that he is slowly and squirmingly becoming suspicious of a sinister motive amidst the bizarrely secretive protocols of the company that employs him. If the 'big reveal' is as clever and original as the path these whacked out writers are leading us down, it's going to blow the top off of every viewer's head.
