Triumphant Return of the Week(s):
Saved from cancellation by a weird deal between parent network NBC and DirecTV, Friday Night Lights, the best non-Lost network show on TV, returned with a long stretch of time left unvisited, which is an unfortunate side-effect of the unfairly truncated second season. After a burst of exposition for the benefit of any new viewers (oh please let there be a few million when it returns to NBC!), the show fit right back into its groove as if it had never been away.
Show highlights included Tyra's existential panic, Buddy and his beloved Jumbotron, the uncertain relationship between Lila and Riggins, and Matt Saracen's imminent retirement due to the arrival of hotshot QB J.D. McCoy and his scheming dad. To be honest, it was so great there's little to say about it other than OMG IT WAS SO GREAT and so was the second episode OMG! But perhaps that's enough.
Most Hectic Hour of the Week(s):
The return of Pushing Daisies was overwhelming even for someone who has been following it since the pilot, so God knows how it was received by any new viewers (of which there were probably none, considering its disastrous viewing figures). With two guest stars (Missi Pyle and French Stewart), the usual murder mystery, Chuck and Ned's estrangement and reconciliation, and Olive's departure from The Pie Hole (not to mention her nunnery subplot and Emerson's pop-up book project), it was perhaps too busy, but it was at least funny and smart and original.
The script was beautifully constructed and satisfying as well. Moaning about it all makes me feel like an awful misery-guts, you know.
Non-Returning Highlight of the Week(s):
My love for Mad Men now solidified, I can get on with enjoying the show instead of getting annoyed by the odd flaw. Of the two episodes we saw during this fortnight (Sixth Month Leave and The Inheritance), perhaps the second was more cohesive on a thematic level (see future Weeks 4-5 posts), but the first episode, dealing with Freddy Rumsen's sacking, was more fun.
Highlights included Freddy peeing his pants (kudos to the foley artist who captured the sound of his shoes squishing as he leaves the office), Pete and Peggy facing off over her promotion, Don crushing the juvenile idiots working under him like the unworthy scum they are, and of course the out-of-the-blue revelation that Roger Sterling was leaving his loyal wife for that overconfident floozy Jane.
My favourite thing, though, was the long sequence where Don and Roger take Freddy out and let him know, through glaringly obvious doubletalk, that he's being let go. The pace of the show is always a marvel, and here it allows the show to take a long detour as they wine and dine their friend, who is smart enough to know what they are doing but not smart enough to know what he should do next.
Joel Murray gives a terrific performance as Freddy, a dopey but genial executive who has come to the end of the line and accepts it with a mixture of resignation and fear. These long scenes were a total joy to watch, taking their time to tell a dozen stories in a way a network show would never be able to.
Alarming Failrate of the Week(s):
Heroes really is screwed, isn't it. I mean, we had a great time watching the last two episodes back to back, cracking up every few minutes at some dreadful staging or silly dialogue: we had great fun with Suresh and his terrible rash, which made us think all those geneticist brane-smarts mean nothing if he doesn't think to wear a condom while ravishing hott babes (sorry for the insinuation, Maya!). By now the disastrous writing, all speechifying and incomprehensible plot twists, is not the worst of it. It's full of errors, perhaps most visibly the self-plagiarism. When Usutu revealed his gallery of predictive paintings, we growned aloud.
It's becoming apparent that the powers are being spread between characters (Usutu and Isaac, Nathan and West, Claire and Adam, Future Ando and Elle, Claire's mom Meredith and Pyrokinetic Man etc.), and this will almost certainly be explained by the utterly dreary plot about the lineage of all of the Heroes (as soon as Angela Petrelli appears I totally tune out). Nevertheless, it still means the narrative is eating itself. Another apocalypse, another series of predictions, more time travel, more Company shenanigans, and on and on and on. If the characters were written better, this wouldn't be a problem, but they seem to have no fixed identity at all. Nothing is set in stone, and nothing matters.
Even on a surface level the show can't keep itself straight for two seconds. Early in the fourth episode, Suresh kicks Maya out of his lab and blathers on about fate and valour and DNA or something (I tuned out again), and then he sets his recording doohickey down onto a table. Time passes, and we're in the future, as shown by the recorder being covered with dust and cockroaches.
Immediately Canyon said, "He never picked it up again? Bullshit. He'll use it again later in the episode." Of course, she was totally right.
And are we supposed to believe this is a real headline? Any self-respecting editor would off him or herself if they let this go to print.
If the showrunners think none of this matters, they're horribly wrong. The amateurishness and silliness have reached epidemic levels, and viewers are deserting in droves. Not us, of course. If we're going to watch Car Crash TV, this is at least less painful to watch than Knight Rider.
Show Change of the Week(s):
Doug Petrie always seemed to be an odd choice for CSI producer/writer, not because he isn't talented (he is), but because his work on Buffy was leagues away from the tone needed for a gritty procedural. Many of his episodes were quirky, much as expected (especially Toe Tags, with the talking corpses), but he was able to come up with the expected grimness when necessary (he is credited with co-writing my favourite CSI episode ever, Monster In The Box).
It was never a problem that he was on the show, especially as it's always good to see Mutant Enemy writers doing well (see also: Marti Noxon on Mad Men, which is a hell of a step-up from Point Pleasant). However, nice though it was to have a writer we like work on a hugely successful show, seeing that he has jumped over to Pushing Daisies really cheered us up. His writing is perfectly suited to Daisies, and the only thing that sours that news is that Daisies is doing so badly in the ratings that it might get cancelled before he gets to write an episode. ::is sad::
Unexpected Cameo of the Week(s):
Holy shit! Betty Draper's dad is played by John McCain!
He was perfectly cast as well. Belligerent, lying to himself and others to cover up his confusion, and so overcome with attraction to hot females that he loses his composure.
Steady on, fella! That's no way to treat a vice-presidential candidate. Hehhhhh? Hehhhhh?
Second Most Unexpected Cameo of the Week(s):
This is Betty Draper's brother.
How did they de-age Robert Englund?
Opinion Reversal of the Week(s):
How quickly I have soured on Lucas the hapless PI in House. Individual moments were still funny, such as his appearance in House's closet, but the desperate attempts to create an audience for his forthcoming spin-off are embarrassing and distracting.
The stalking and subsequent courting of Cuddy has the potential to ruin her character forever, and the temporary suspension of House's usual disdain for any and all people in his sphere looks idiotic and transparently calculated.
A narrative decision this blatantly cynical could backfire horribly. David Chase should have thought twice.
Funniest Joke of the Week(s):
This rendered us helpless this week (it’s between 7:30 and 8:30, but you should watch the whole thing.
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