The pacing of each installment, however, is brisk despite a great deal of necessary scientific and medical background. You mean it’s unprecedented? Like never happened before?! There is no protocol, we’re reminded by several more panic-stricken responders over each hour-long episode. “If you find any, let me know,” says another. “I want to stick to procedures,” says one by-the-book researcher. authorities have never contained anything like this on our own soil. … Well, maybe my mom.” Not the best setup for the forthcoming scenes of dead pregnant women, blood-soaked bedding and pox-ravaged nuns. When Carter journeys to an African village where there have been reports of the disease, his nervous junior researcher quips: “No one would be happier than me to just run into some boring old flu. When the otherwise persuasive Carter explains to a doubter why he must risk his life to conquer Ebola, he offers this forgettable argument: “We need to observe it. Each hour-long episode, however, suffers from another sort of plague: ill-timed and clunky dialogue that distracts from the sheer urgency of the situation.
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