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Riveting: Netflix’s The Bastard Son & The Devil Himself reviewed

Unlike so many gore-fests it never forgets that its main job is not to gross you out but to entertain you

Star-cross’d lovers: Nadia Parkes as Annalise and Jay Lycurgo as Nathan. Credit: Teddy Cavendish / © 2021 Netflix, Inc.
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