In the last few weeks, if I’ve spoken to anyone, I’ve advised them to watch Widow’s Bay. Article continues after advertisement
News of the show, which airs on Apple TV+, came to me via a recommendation, as well; CrimeReads Editor-in-Chief Dwyer Murphy told me about it, noting that it would be “up my alley,” when we had a call upon my return from maternity leave. This was just before Memorial Day, and I spent the weekend catching up on the (then) five available episodes. I found it extraordinary. I informed Dwyer when we checked back in, the following week, that I was obsessed. “I haven’t been this excited about a show in a long time,” I told him.
Since then, I’ve been positively evangelical about it. I can’t even count how many people I’ve recommended it to. Thirteen people I’ve begged to watch have indeed watched and are now hooked. (Full confession: I sat down four of these people on separate occasions and forced them to watch.)
It has a perfect premise, I tell people. Here’s a quick synopsis: the mayor of a small New England island town is desperate to turn it into a tourist destination, à la Martha’s Vineyard. The only problem is: it’s not a regular New England town… it’s a Stephen King New England town.
