The idea of ​​being attacked in our own home by criminals, who prevent us from leaving and threaten to torture or kill us is most disturbing. And that’s why it’s a genre home invasion always very effective: appeals to very basic fears that everyone can easily relate to. No one wants to be in that situation and, at the same time, we can all put ourselves in the shoes of the victim-protagonist on duty. ‘Funny Games’ by Michel Haneke is, perhaps, one of the most relevant titles created based on this formula, but before and after many titles, there were many others created. One of the newest? The series that concerns us today: ‘Wolves’.

Now released in Spain on HBO Max, this is a BBC original production broadcast in the UK this summer, consists of six episodes adapting the novel of the same name by author Mo Hayder (the eighth and final series is dedicated to Inspector Jack Caffery; a strange choice that they went straight to the ending to adapt it, although no more context is needed). Megan Gallagher’s adaptation gives us a story divided into two complementary plots (and with some time jumps in some of them) that are destined to be connected, although this requires patience.

On one side we have Jack Caffrey, a cop obsessed with his brother’s disappearance, decades ago, and it will follow a series of investigations into the case that will be connected to another case that shocked local residents five years ago, known as the Donkey Pitch murders. In parallel, the family of Anchor-Ferrers (father, mother and daughter) are luxurious people who will spend several days in their country house, very isolated of course, to encounter a terrible fate: first they find something in the garden that reminds them of crimes before and, after, they commit them victims of confinement in their own homes and they don’t know what their captors really want from them.

After the perhaps too introductory first episode, once the episode lays the foundation, that’s when the march begins. And also the irregularity of the series which can make you quickly fluctuate between liking it or hating it. Don’t look for something realistic because you won’t find it, but on the other hand, ‘Wolf’ does offer good performances (Juliet Stevenson stands out in the role of a woman kidnapped at the edge of the forest and we also have two people from ‘Game of Thrones’ in there).’, Iwan Rheon and Owen Teale), despite the fact that some of the characters do not break away from clichés (the torturing cop, the villain) and some nice twists scattered throughout the story to make it quite entertaining (if you allow the word “entertaining” when we are talking about kidnapping and torture).

Another negative note is its odd sense of humor, which makes the series a rarity even if it doesn’t really hinder progress; It’s just a questionable tone choice. But if we get past this discomfort, this miniseries has the necessary impetus to keep us on our toes: a wealth of information about past cases and perspectives on the problems they will suffer in the future. home invasion It invites us to constantly press the “next episode” button. And with the promise that it will only last six episodes—and a great ending—we can now spend the afternoon. Be warned, this is not the series of the year, far from it, but it is charming. And once it’s done, there’s the pleasant satisfaction of verifying that no one kidnapped us in our home and we can get on with our lives.

I was born on Wisteria Lane, I’m roommates with Hannah Horvath, and ‘Chicago’ drives me crazy because Roxie Hart is me. I have a sharp tongue, but as Lola Flores says, “they have to subsidize me for fun.”