The Collection (2016)

While often a sumptuous watch, it too often strays into the gaudy.

In a show otherwise devoted to clean lines, sumptuous textures and nuanced colors, the life of its characters is one tangled mess. It’s all very engaging, of course, as are a number of the ancillary characters. ... But more than a little of the dialogue clashes, like stripes and plaids, with the overall authenticity of The Collection.

The show is overcrowded with mysteries, mysteries that may be intentionally but seem quite unintentionally muddy. In other words, The Collection is, like so much high fashion, great to look at but harder to live in.

While this is hardly the first complicated sibling relationship in a TV series, this one has the overlay of unspoken things both men apparently felt extraordinary circumstances had forced them to do.

The murky and unnecessary string of overwrought mysteries makes it sadly skippable.

The Collection can be pretty to look at, but first impressions will not lead to second glances.

In achieving this cohesive collection, the designer must learn to edit. And so must this series.