Last week I finally got around to watching the season finale of The Good Guys. And, while I’ll admit it seemed to be the best episode to date, I’m pretty sure I’ll be deleting it from my DVR to-do list next year. Not that I’m happy about it, mind you. If you tell me Matt Nix (creator of the regularly entertaining Burn Notice) has put together a light-hearted cop/buddy show, and it’s going to star the amazing Bradley Whitford (is there anyone who doesn’t still get chills watching him bring Josh Lyman to life?), you can bet I’m there. I was really looking forward to enjoying this show.
Unfortunately, the show just didn’t click for me. Maybe it’s because Dan Stark—Whitford’s rather annoying character—revels too much in his own stupidity and sloth. Or maybe it’s because he and his partner, Jack (Colin Hanks, maybe best known for his work in Roswell), really are the most unlikely of pairs, and they’re only buddies on the clock. There’s some hinted at true affection and concern there a time or two, but we’re not talking Starsky and Hutch here.
Or maybe it’s something as simple as the truly irritating flashback thing they do, where they rewind the story any amount of time to show a different viewpoint of the plot. Gimmicks shouldn’t take the viewer out of the moment, and that one does it to me every single time.
It could be any of those things, a combination of all of it, or something else entirely that I’ve just yet to put my finger on. All I know is when I watch the show, I am invariably left with the feeling that I’ve just lost an hour of my life I’ll never get back. And that’s too bad. I really wanted to like this show. And, as I said, the finale really was the best episode yet. I don’t know; I might talk myself into giving it one more try. I haven’t erased it off the DVR scheduler yet.
No comments:
Post a Comment