By: Meg Schmit
I’ve been watching a lot of Dexter recently, a show that I hadn’t seen since my freshman year of college. It’s a brilliant, albeit inaccurate, depiction of a psychopathic serial killer who murders other criminals while simultaneously working as a forensics expert in blood.
However, the most interesting part I want to talk about is the opening sequence. It somehow manages to make ordinary, mundane morning activities seem violent. The abrasive sound of a razor against skin as he shaves, the bright red hot sauce dripping over fried eggs, the clean slicing motion as an orange is cut, and the aggressive chewing of steak. It’s described even more candidly in this article.
The entire opening makes you feel on edge, like you’re witnessing an intimate, violent act when in fact it’s simply a typical man’s morning.
The lighting, extreme close-ups, and jarring music combine to create a certain mood in the audience, and the extremity of it is incredible. I never knew how much such simple elements could change the entire reception of an image.