Sometimes your basement floods with city sewage. Sometimes your basement floods with city sewage twice in two months, and after the biohazard's cleared away and the sickening smell has dissipated (again...), you just want some pulpy brain rot to fill an evening because you don't have the bandwidth for anything more. That's exactly the situation I was in earlier this week when I saw Netflix had a new true crime docuseries releasing today (April 29). With a name like "Should I Marry a Murderer?" (uh, duh, the answer's no!), I figured it couldn't have many surprises in store.
I didn't set out to binge all three hour-long episodes in an evening, but the next thing I knew, the credits were rolling, and my heart was breaking for Dr. Caroline Muirhead, the bride-to-be at the center of this stranger-than-fiction case of a tragic accident in the Scottish highlands. A case that's not nearly as cut and dry as I'd assumed from the title, I should add.
