The aftermath of Poncho’s brother’s murder pushes him to join the fire brigade to learn the truth about his brother Daniel’s passing in the most recent Mexican series on Netflix.
Poncho, who performs as an exotic dancer, finds himself in a dire situation when his brother, the only member of his family he knows, is murdered inexplicably. Both of the brothers have a long history together, and they both have positive memories of their time in foster care. Poncho was unaware of what Daniel, a journalist, was up to, but he had a sneaking suspicion that his brother had behaved oddly in their previous encounter. When Daniel’s coworker arrived to let him know how complicated the situation was, the trail of indications that led to his death led him to join the fire brigade.
He is determined to expose the cover that hides the truth and is aware enough of the circumstances to take the appropriate action. It is impossible to categorize mystery drama solely within that genre. Although it is corny enough to qualify as a thriller, it occasionally takes itself too seriously. The setup overwhelms the viewers with the variety of information it contains. It is irritating that the series doesn’t establish a case for itself because many things are happening both in front of and behind the scenes as linkages between the aspects it teases.
The plot annoyingly clings to the same piece of information between the shift of moments, events, storyline, or even the episodes due to the vast quantity of 39 episodes. It painstakingly strives to get to the top. Still, for the most part, the backstories aren’t interesting or gratifying enough to give enough perspective on the backdrop to excuse the implausibility of the past, which purposefully links itself to the timeline of the present.
As the dialogues merely become words in the subsiding growth alongside the tale, rather than purposely engineering a move for the romance parts, it channels the chemistry among the cast a bit hastily. Despite being the protagonist who reveals the family’s secretive conspiracy, which Poncho himself is unaware of, the majority of the time instead of being fully immersed in his journey, it feels like we are randomly learning about the various aspects from the sidelines, unable to fully participate in the discussion that the plot encourages. At best, it is a standard soapy mystery drama that recycles the mystery elements rather than building anything new. It feels like a collection of disparate theories from other stories that have been pieced together to form an awkward relationship.