Sarah Lund is held back in her attempts to make headway with the investigation, but at least the perpetrator finally has a face. Will he lead police and the Zeuthens to Emilie? Prime Minister Kamper is trying to clean up his circle as he attempts to find out what happened to his son. Suspicions arise about a trusted Zeeland figure as Robert Zeuthen considers drastic action.
It’s election day and the Prime Minister has everything to gain, as long as Emilie’s fate remains uncertain. Kamper is still haunted by personal demons, and issues of loyalty from within his own ranks rear their ugly heads once again. Meanwhile, as Lund and Borch start to look ahead, police are led to an undisclosed location in a last ditch attempt to find Emilie before it’s too late. They are followed by a now dangerously tense Robert Zeuthen. Will the operation succeed in bringing the girl to safety?
Well, assuming you have watched both episodes, here are my thoughts.
What an ending!
More holes and gaps than a Swiss cheese.
On the plus side, Emilie was still alive and both episodes were mostly about the frantic search before it was too late. We had breathtaking scenes of pale fjords to occupy our quieter moments but the tension at times was unbearable. There were the usual searches by torchlight and rain swept darkened sets although at one point I cheered when Kamper actually turned on the light before exploring a darkened secret corridor – why does that never occur to Lund and her sidekicks?
We were promised that this would be the final Forbrydelsen but surely they have lied because instead of tying up at least Sarah’s domestic life, which was tantalisingly just a moment away with talk of extensions being built on her “hut” and a new born granddaughter and rapprochement with her son, it was snatched away in a moment of madness to ensure that the killer of Louise – no I’m not giving that away – could not kill any more girls as it slowly emerged that Louise was not his first and he had no intention of it being his last.
Robert was backed into a corner and his dreams of a perfect family life were slowly slipping from his grasp as it looked as if he was being blackmailed to stay in post or his company would move overseas without him at the helm and that only his return could prevent a scandal ruining the company. And what a company! There wasn’t a pie that they didn’t own a slice of – hotels, ships, harbours – no wonder it was so easy to cover up a crime if you were part of the machinery being well oiled.
Kamper found out that there had been cover ups that had led to the death of his son but at the end of the day even he decided that the political life needed to override his need for the guilty party to be brought to brook.
And so, apparently, it’s farewell Sarah. Off to continue her investigation unaccompanied and unloved. The similarities for this Lund and the Lund of Casablanca were a terrific nod to old Hollywood endings.
I practically wept with the pathos of it all.