It’s a cannibal comedy that’s a breath of fresh air for TV.
(May contain spoilers!)
After a lot of delaying, with no reasoning at all – other than the fact I was watching Friends, Weeds and The Office US over and over and over again – I finally committed and ended up watching the whole of season 2 of The Santa Clarita Diet on Monday and I was not disappointed.
Watching on Netflix I was thankful for the few minutes they allowed at the beginning to review season 1, because while I remembered the main storyline, a lot of the details had escaped my mind since I last watched it.
Just in case you didn’t know, the story follows the Hammond family; Sheila, Joel and their daughter Abby as they try to figure out how Shelia became ‘undead’ – following a vomiting that would put even Regan from The Exorcist to shame – all the while trying to help her control her new found cannibalistic urges.
It has something for everyone: it has comedy, it has gore, it has an interesting storyline and a cast to die for. During the course of season one I was pulled in by the intriguing story of trying to find out the origins of the vomit spree and the red ball that Shelia threw up long ago in the very first episode (now known as Mr Ball-Legs).
Just like the first season, there is plenty of humor and plenty of blood, except this time she’s found her crown jewel, a group of Nazi’s to chow down on.