I'm afraid the masterpiece that is this show will get swallowed up in the "NAZIS NAZIS NAZIS!!!" nonsense. I feel like one should describe this show as delicately as they may place a brush with paint against a bullet ridden wall. Gazing beyond it's stunningly beautiful luster one finds fragile yet not delicate intimacy between every character. You feel yourself deep inside every single person. You feel the sex appeal and the stability of a sleek Nazi. You're scared shitless of the world exploding right before your very eyes. You'll go down with your compatriots waving whatever you want to call this flag of togetherness and unity. This is no mere thought experiment. This is daring you to *fuck* with the Nazis. This is daring you to touch yourself like they touched the Germans. It's no mere conflict or simple rage or lust. It's the darkest secret you can hold, and if you can bare to watch it unfold in its myriad ways. This series will churn you out, if you let it.