It’s called “American Vandal” (now streaming on Netflix) and is brought to you by the folks from the comedy website “Funny or Die.” Spoiler alert: The series is funny and nobody dies.
The scene of the crime is Hanover High School in Oceanside, Calif., where 27 cars on the teacher parking lot are vandalized with spray-painted phalluses. (A crude four-letter word that begins with “d” is used repeatedly to refer to these images but Express will not use it because we have our standards.)
No one was physically harmed by the crime, but the teachers aren’t exactly thrilled. “It was horrible,” one confesses to the camera. “I had to drive home with a big penis on my car. The children in the neighborhood saw it. I’ll never understand what’s so amusing about penises.”
Everybody thinks Dylan Maxwell did it. He’s a lug-headed senior with a deep voice. He has a history of drawing penises. Case closed, right?
But Maxwell says he’s innocent. The penises drawn by Maxwell look different from the ones on the cars. Maybe the spray painter was ferret-faced honor student Alex Trimboli, who’s eager to indict Maxwell. Or maybe it was Spanish teacher Ms. Shapiro, trying to get back at Maxwell, whom she detests.
There are lots of suspects. After all, high school is rife with intrigue and conspiracies.
To be honest, my first reaction to this show was: “Why should I care about a fake true crime?” But as the story unfolded, I couldn’t help but wonder who did it. So I guess I’m hooked. I hereby find “American Vandal” guilty of hijacking my brain and forcing it to watch even more hours of TV.
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