The daily routine.
And so another mostly successful season comes to a close for America’s favorite (?) serial killer, Dexter Morgan. Good times were had, capture was evaded, blood was spilled, and all with a catchy Latin beat! I’ll slice and dice the details after the jump…
So Deb, got something to tell ya…
I don’t know if Dexter will ever go down in history as GREAT television, due in large part to the fact that the seasons tend to sag in the middle. That being said, the show really knows how to bring it when push comes to shove comes to mass murdering. There are still flaws. Deb and Lundy I find to be physically repellent, and perhaps the reason I’m rocking a 100-degree fever right now, and while I more or less love watching “crazy,” Lila might be going over the edge a bit. I guess we’ll have to wait until next week to see where all of this leads, but this episode, the penultimate, was a ton of fun. More after the jump? Of course…
Wow. That was unsettling. When I first watched Dexter on Showtime a little over a year ago I was expecting a certain kind of show. I was expecting something morally complex, intense and pitch black, to my surprise the series has always been far more fun than I (or anyone) would expect of a series about a serial killer to be. The thing is, despite the enjoyment that the week-to-week shinanagins may bring, Dexter has never really achieved the level of moral uncertainty I’ve long thought it was capable of… until this week. More after the jump…
Up against the wall.
Before reaching the rather awesome, rather “yikes, how the hell does he get out of this one” conclusion to last night’s episode I was thinking to myself about the series’ strengths. One thing this show does so well is making Dexter’s escape from justice more about the particular situation, not about the actual ins and outs of the police work (or luck) that keep him from capture. More on what I mean after the jump…
Dexter, look out!
Yeah, I wasn’t really feeling this one, but for reasons I’ve stated time and time again — the supporting cast either 1) isn’t that good or 2) is fine but playing characters that are illogical and unnecessarily flat. This week the big story was the amping up of the Doakes/Dexter battle of wits (or fists), and the whole time I kept thinking, “Man, if only I cared one way or another.” More after the jump…
Sunday’s episode felt a little all over the place, but ultimately successful. Again, the side-characters are still the biggest problem, but it has almost gone to the point of being just a pesky annoyance instead of something that proves to be detrimental to the series as a whole. Except for maybe Doakes. I could really do without his endless hunches. After nearly eight years of the current administration hasn’t everyone in America learned a thing or two about hunches? More after the jump…
In a series so full of repressed emotion, it can be genuinely startling to see our (anti?)hero really act out. Michael C. Hall can play silently creepy better than just about anyone, but this week we really got to see him act big, maybe for the first time (I was never a Six Feet Under die-hard, so perhaps others have seen this from him before). Acting big isn’t enough to make a good performance (though it can fool many), but Hall brought so much pain to his performance — I’m specifically referring to the scene where he confronts his mother’s killer — you absolutely had to sit back and say, “Yes. This is it. This is awesome.” More after the jump…
It’s been a month since new shows started popping up and my god has it been a rough ride. I was able to keep for the better part of two weeks, but lately I’ve had to throw my hands up and declare that once again, the television has won. Part of the problem, for me at least, is this fall seems to have more decent shows than season’s past. There are always one or two really good new programs, but typically the rest of it is just dreck. This year there have only been a small handful of shows I would consider abdominal, but with an unusually large amount resting somewhere in the middle. But how does one justify sticking with a series that is at its very best just OK. I think now would be as good a time as any to look at where we are and decide how to move forward.
