Well, what do you say? Some day a rain’s going to come? I’ve heard that one before. But this rain has been infected with a virus that can kill in the most painful way imaginable almost straight away. Well, that is a new one. And it’s the reality that Simone and Rasmus are going to have to face now that their shifty dad has stationed them in a secure bunker and left them alone for five years. When they went in the world was finding out that rain showers were deadly whereas after half a decade off grid, who knows what’s out there? Shall we go and find out?
If you’re even vaguely familiar with post-apocalyptic worlds then you’ll pretty much know what to expect. The colour palette of our bleak future environment is all washed out bluish hues. Some have turned to religion, others are eking out subsistence levels of farming, cities have been abandoned by all but the feral, and militias have a habit of popping up to threaten any serenity you might have. You’ll also still need to avoid the rain, most water, some trees, and anyone who has ever worked for Apollon. There will, however, be time for you to develop a doe-eyed attraction to the nearest presentable member of the opposite sex although this may cause problems for you later.
Alba August is Simone and hers is probably the strongest performance in the ensemble, not least because her motivation is explicable and her character has possibly the fewest odd changes of mood whose only purpose seems to be to drive the plot. Rasmus, initially just an annoying and somewhat wet younger brother but whose role and purpose expands, is played by Lucas Lynggaard Tønnesen who manages to keep just the right side of being flat out annoying. Amongst the rest, I particularly enjoyed Lukas Løkken as Patrick, again, probably because he gets to take a character whose emotional line is clear and run with it.
There are times when it feels like the show has taken too much on. The far reaching global conspiracy can feel like a massive distraction from the day to day of just needing to survive, and then there is the need to create and maintain a believable world where people have managed to survive because they had an umbrella at the right time. But, despite all that, I haven’t been remotely tempted to stop watching. The Rain is good stuff. It treads a fine line but always seems to bring everything together decently.
We’re now two series in with a third (and final) season commissioned for release next year. That feels right. And I’ll be waiting, if only for one last piteous “Rasmus!” from Simone as her brother, yet again, does something that he really shouldn’t ought to have done …