Two ships, 150 men trapped in arctic ice for two years.
Vainglorious leadership, months of darkness, native mysticism, spoiled food, alcoholism, scurvy, lead poisoning, and a creature picking off the men one by one, growing bolder in its forays.
The series really gets going when the amber twilight of the last meager autumn day– lasting but a few minutes– winks out, leaving the crew to fend off the creature and weather the darkness and cold in their crooked, heaving ships.
The men lose their minds. There is slow starvation, mutiny, suicide, and omnipresent fear.
When desperation pushes them off their ships, they attempt to cross a frozen hell, lugging their boats over the ice. Landfall and daylight brings no respite from the blinding, night-less desolation.
Some men falter, others rise to the occasion. Great conflict and drama ensues.
I loved it.
Well acted. Well directed. Well paced. Check it out.