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Shadow is a man with a past. But now he wants nothing more than to live a quiet life with his wife and stay out of trouble. Until he learns that she's been killed in a terrible accident. Flying home for the funeral, as a violent storm rocks the plane, he is greeted by a strange man in the seat next to him. The man calls himself Mr. Wednesday, and he knows more about Shadow than is possible. He warns Shadow that a far bigger storm is coming. And from that moment on, nothing will ever be the same.
The eight-episode series also shares the book's garish style. Except for the phlegmatic Moon, nearly every performance is madly over the top. That's often all for the good.
The Starz adaptation of Neil Gaiman's bestselling fantasy novel is so outrageous in its ambitions and so spectacular to look at, you may get caught up in the illusion and wonder only later, "What the heck was that about?"
When it isn't trying to engulf viewers with extravagant setpieces and discombobulating plot shifts, American Gods demonstrates its potential as a meditation on the compatibility of ancient traditions and modern life.
The new Starz series American Gods, based on Neil Gaiman's Hugo- and Nebula award-winning 2001 novel of the same name, offers a cure for moderate to severe sagaphobia.
American Gods demands to be seen on the biggest screen in your house. It is so visually impressive in its scope and imagination, experiencing American Gods on anything less than a 50-inch TV is a waste.