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Search Party - Season 2
This is a dark comedy about a group of four self-absorbed 20-somethings who come together when a former college acquaintance mysteriously disappears.
30 January 1956, Holyoke, Massachusetts, USA
8 October 1943, Columbus, Ohio, USA
21 September 1987, Teaneck, New Jersey, USA
19 April 1985, Toronto, Ontario, Canada
6 September 1964, Bushwick, Brooklyn, New York City, New York, USA
1 April 1952, Houston, Texas, USA
10 April 1946, Atlanta, Georgia, USA
15 February 1955, New York City, New York, USA
November 15, 2017
Search Party owes its distinctive tone to its blend of murder-mystery noir - Showalter's contribution - and Bliss and Rogers's expansive universe of neurotic strivers.
November 17, 2017
From the Saul Bass-inspired promotional artwork to the ominous soundtrack, Search Party sneaks various murder-mystery gimmicks into a single-camera dark comedy that's bursting with paranoia and unease.
November 16, 2017
Search Party is emboldened, confident enough not to shy away from its drama. It's a challenge these funny actors take to with aplomb.
November 17, 2017
Like its characters, Search Party remains a show that's always right on the edge of becoming insufferable and too full of itself.
November 01, 2017
It's always so satisfying when a show manages to stay compelling and fresh despite reaching the end of its original storyline.
November 16, 2017
The key piece of Tolstoy-penned evidence from a year ago is still guiding the series: "The pleasure lies not in discovering the truth, but in searching for it." And this search is quite a pleasure.
November 15, 2017
Season two of Search Party wastes no time reminding us that the show's self-centered Brooklynites have blood on their hands.
November 17, 2017
Search Party is one of those shows that is attuned to the nuances of modern life without being annoying about it.
November 17, 2017
For its encore, Search Party just keeps digging.
November 19, 2017
As you watch these horrible, but weirdly relatable people get ripped from the cocoons of their own smug self-satisfaction to suffer through the hells created by that self-satisfaction, everything about it just feels indelibly right, and just, and true.
