If you don’t take any of this more seriously than a holiday diversion, it has undeniable moments, and a fearless performance from its leading lady. I couldn’t really tell you what most of the season was about, but episodes about a djinn and another about a dragon in the middle of the season have pure fantasy entertainment value. I was reminded more of the recent “Hellboy” reboot than the HBO Emmy-winning juggernaut in the way that film’s mythology felt shallow and inconsistent, mistaking shock value for storytelling. For nearly the first half of the season, the latter feeling drastically overcomes the former. At its worst, 'The Witcher' is downright incomprehensible, so cluttered with characters, monsters, and overheated dialogue that it becomes hard to care. At its best, Netflix’s adaptation of the hit novels and video games that tell the story of “The Witcher,” aka Geralt of Rivia, reminds one of HBO’s “Game of Thrones” with its blend of dense plotting, magical creatures, and a heavy dose of R-rated activity.