I finished Mindhunter the other day. In many ways, it's a battle against expectations: what you might expect from a television show, from plots in general, and from the overworked serial killer genre. The payoffs are mostly in watching the actors, rather than in plot twists and turns. At its bare essence, it's about the act of imagining how a deviant mind works, and the potential effect that can have on the imaginer. In its first season, at least, it's a show without spoilers, except in the respect that to some extent that description itself is a spoiler.

I don't know where the quote that is the title of your entry is from, but it's spot-on. That's humanity, in a nutshell. We're always getting out of order. Sometimes it's comical; usually, it's just sad, bad, or mad.