666 Park Avenue
At the 203 apartments Drake, NYC, residents are granted one wish - any wish. But beware of the price. There's something supernatural and evil about The Drake that only the owners, Gavin and Olivia. know about/control.
Callum reviewed
November 11, 2025•
⭐⭐⭐½ – 666 Park Avenue – The Devil’s in the Deeds
666 Park Avenue is a slick supernatural drama that asks a simple question: is the evil in people, or in the places that shape them? The answer shifts like the corridors of the Drake itself — the grand New York apartment building at the centre of it all — where fortunes rise, souls are bartered, and morality quietly erodes behind designer doors.
The building feels alive, whispering through its ornate hallways, and its owners — played with eerie restraint — might be puppets or puppet-masters. The series trades jump-scares for temptation, leaning into sins of pride, greed, and infidelity rather than blood and gore. Helena Mattsson is excellent as the quietly calculating assistant who seems to know far more than she should, and her arc from bystander to manipulator is one of the show’s highlights.
Our supposedly wholesome newcomers start pure — Midwest smiles and bright futures — but by mid-season, they’re knee-deep in ambition and deceit. Whether they’re seduced by the building or simply revealing what was always inside them is the kind of moral blur that makes the story tick.
There’s no real horror here, just a slow, stylish corruption that keeps you guessing about who’s really pulling the strings.
🍷 Pairing: A glass of deep red wine — rich, polished, and just a little dangerous; you know it’s not good for you, but you sip anyway.
Callum reviewed
November 11, 2025•
666 Park Avenue
⭐⭐⭐½ – 666 Park Avenue – The Devil’s in the Deeds
666 Park Avenue is a slick supernatural drama that asks a simple question: is the evil in people, or in the places that shape them? The answer shifts like the corridors of the Drake itself — the grand New York apartment building at the centre of it all — where fortunes rise, souls are bartered, and morality quietly erodes behind designer doors.
The building feels alive, whispering through its ornate hallways, and its owners — played with eerie restraint — might be puppets or puppet-masters. The series trades jump-scares for temptation, leaning into sins of pride, greed, and infidelity rather than blood and gore. Helena Mattsson is excellent as the quietly calculating assistant who seems to know far more than she should, and her arc from bystander to manipulator is one of the show’s highlights.
Our supposedly wholesome newcomers start pure — Midwest smiles and bright futures — but by mid-season, they’re knee-deep in ambition and deceit. Whether they’re seduced by the building or simply revealing what was always inside them is the kind of moral blur that makes the story tick.
There’s no real horror here, just a slow, stylish corruption that keeps you guessing about who’s really pulling the strings.
🍷 Pairing: A glass of deep red wine — rich, polished, and just a little dangerous; you know it’s not good for you, but you sip anyway.