The opening episodes of Netflix’s long-anticipated second season of Squid Game flips the mirror towards the viewer. For almost half of its episodes, there are no games, squid or otherwise, being played. As opposed to season one, which wasted no time getting to its incredibly tense, high-stakes action, the second season takes a far slower route.
It leaves your bloodlust wanting as you watch a lengthy sequence in which our hero Seong Gi-hun gets a speeding ticket. Watching his ally Detective Hwang Jun-ho spend a couple of episodes puttering fruitlessly around the ocean in search of the mysterious Squid Game Island doesn’t quite ratchet up the anxiety and adrenaline in the same way as the deadly game of Red Light, Green Light did in the first episode of the show’s breakthrough first season.
Instead, there are a lot of set-ups. A lot of backstories. There are two years of show time, which almost matches the amount of real-world time between seasons, to catch up on. And while there are car chases, street fights, and two incredibly intense rounds of Russian roulette to nervously sit through, these aren’t what you’re tuning in for. We are here for the games.
It is the show’s purposeful delay of murderous gratification that transforms you from a passive viewer into a complicit spectator — one baying for blood and metaphorically sitting among the rich and powerful elites for whom the fatal competition is staged. In this light, it is a powerful piece of meta-commentary from a show that makes no bones about its views on capitalism, wealth inequality and class exploitation.