Season 1 was great. Season 2 was good. Then they drove the show into the parched land of the Central Valley and buried it alive.
There’s an old rule about suspending your disbelief: you only get one supernatural thing in a story.
Vampires and werewolves are okay, but you can’t introduce aliens afterwards.
In Goliath’s case, Billy Bob Thornton on the verge of alcohol poisoning every night, then outsmarting the entire legal staff of some multi-million dollar firm is the supernatural element in the story, and the only one they should need.
