The docuseries simultaneously revolves around the precedent that spouses are suspect #1 when their partners go missing/are victimized, as well as the angle of Scott Peterson maintaining his innocence. It’s a heartbreaking, dark Christmas Eve case with a dash of classic Netflix sensationalism with the editing being a smidge extra at times. Still, some elements help, like the splendid visuals for the timeline that help the viewer take note of inconsistencies and red flags throughout the story, of which there can be a lot. But like most middle-of-the-road true crime, it drags. And you stay because the story itself is interesting, in spite of everything.

If dogs could just talk, man.