Netflix’s Monster series began with ambition. The Jeffrey Dahmer season wasn’t an easy watch, but it asked important questions: How did police and parents miss so many warning signs? Why were victims and witnesses ignored? It was disturbing, yes, but it had purpose. The Menendez brothers’ season also went beyond the headline-grabbing trials to explore family dysfunction, abuse, and the complexities of justice. Both installments had something to say.

The third installment of Ryan Murphy’s series is a departure. It lacks depth, has no moral thread, and no larger theme. It plays like a gore reel: a grotesque display of one man’s sickness, stretched over multiple hours and wrapped in Netflix’s prestige branding.

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