Growing up, I would watch this show whenever it was on. I never watched it in order, since I would catch it whenever I could. So, when I found the entire series in order, I hopped in to watch The Mentalist. Now, I have had the honor of watching this former “psychic” work with the California Bureau of Investigation to solve the murders, hoping to find the serial killer that killed his wife and daughter.
I will admit, the first five seasons had me completely captured. I could not stop watching the show, hoping to catch clues before they were fully explained on screen. If I caught onto something before everyone else, I would be ecstatic; if not, I would spend time trying to figure out what I missed. By season 6, I stopped caring as much, and it took me a while to get to the next episode. Season 7, while good, wasn’t necessarily why I got really into the show. I didn’t have the same intrigue, or the same characters I spent six seasons falling in love with. Overall, it was good and really holds up, but it might be a while before I get back to it.