The series offers a rather refreshing take on true crime coverage, putting the spotlight on the callous unsung heroes: the detectives and crime scene workers. It is still true crime, which means everything in it is still an uncomfortable story to learn about. But a bigger part of the series offers a cold, emotionally distant retelling of events by the unenviable professionals—a look at how detectives solve these puzzles, why they use certain interrogation tactics, and more. While learning about these cases with a lesser focus on the casualties feels wrong (and more like a baptism of fire in the crime-solving world), the series does a good enough job humanizing the work force, the other victims in this perpetually traumatizing industry.

Using "he was just a guy" to describe one of the victims isn't just cold—it's Homicide: New York cold.