Altered Carbon. From what I remember, the book is good, with only a few parts that have not aged well, and in truth were probably terrible even back then. This is one of those situations where having read the book is probably a disadvantage as there have been so many changes to things I know, and so much left unchanged, that everything strikes me as wrong. There are some alterations that could make more sense if handled deftly down the road, but this does not seem to be the creative team to do that. Starring Joel Kinnaman’s abs as Takeshi Kovacs (you will not know him from the Robocop remake because quite frankly who gives a shit), the much better Martha Higareda as Kristin Ortega, the detective who loathes him but loves his abs, and James Purefoy as Laurens ‘Oily’ Bancroft.
Too much of the book’s prose is handed out in poor narration, with no real emphasis and, I suspect, zero understanding. Important tenets of Kovacs’ history and training are voiced seemingly at random. The direction is either macabre or tasteless. I’m halfway through the series and I need the flashback scenes to stop, they are awful.
A lot of the book shines through a hamfisted adaptation, with some excellent noir/scifi elements, but even the violence is lacking punch.