‘Instinct’ (CBS) – Season 1, Episode 13 Review

Tribal” – aired on July 1, 2018
Written by: Michael Rauch
Directed by: Michael Rauch
Grade: 4 out of 5

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Showrunner Michael Rauch wrote and directed this episode, a first for this season, and his timing could not have been more appropriate. Not only did he make sure that his show stuck the landing by delivering a season finale that qualifies as one of the season’s best outings, but he also corrected Instinct‘s course after the bad turn it took with last week’s dismal “Live.”

“Tribal” is not perfect TV, but it is an even-keeled, sober episode. It advances at an authentic pace, delivering a well-rounded hour that takes into consideration all portions of its viewership, those looking for character development, as well as those seeking an captivating crime story.

The episode begins with a murder, after which it turns to more personal matters with two B stories centering on our main characters.

In one B story, Andy seems to brood over the fact that the adoption process is not at the top of Dylan’s priority list. He appears more interested in answering work-related calls from Joan or Lizzie than sharing Andy’s enthusiasm about the upcoming meeting with the social worker about adoption. It took us 11 episodes – “Blast from the Past” – to discover that Andy is not the perfect, dreamy, flawless husband that the first ten episodes made him appear to be (although, let’s be honest, he is still pretty damn close) and that the couple does indeed experience some disaccord. Well, there is trouble on the homefront once again. The meeting with the social worker does not go well and Andy is blaming Dylan for being hostile to the social worker. Dylan, for his part, insists that the social worker was a “bigot.” It does not help that Dylan’s phone is beeping in the middle of their argument, because Lizzie’s texting his partner. You would think that Dylan would ignore the notification (or turn the phone off) and sort it out with his husband. He does not. Instead, he reads the text and informs Andy, “It’s Lizzie… our case… .” Andy is seething as he says, “Ok… Well be sure to ridicule her too,” and walks away.

So, whose side were you on? Let’s recap what took place during the meeting before considering the answer.

The discussion with the social worker felt awkward from the beginning and the comfort level dipped even lower when she asked, “What about teaching the child about normal families?” Dylan replied: “Normal? Do you know any normal families? ‘Cause I sure don’t.” The worker apologized and explained that she meant “more traditional” before finally realizing, under Dylan’s icy stare, that she needed to drop this line of questioning altogether. The malaise grew further when she stuttered as she was searching for the right word to use for “spouse.” Dylan, fuming by now, snarked back: “The word you’re searching for is ‘husband,’ we are both ‘husbands,’ but [sarcastically] in a traditional way.” The meeting ended shortly after. Dylan and Andy were later informed that they will need to wait at least six months before scheduling another such meeting.

Now back to my question above… 

Did Dylan go overboard in expressing his anger, thus causing the delay of at least six months in their quest to become parents? Or, did you side with Andy who was basically willing to swallow the social worker’s offensive – albeit, unintentional – phraseology in the name of advancing the process? Was Dylan out of line in answering the call from Lizzie at that moment? Did the case matter that much? Then again, is Andy paying the price for having been so agreeable to Dylan’s whims for so long? I certainly remember my comments all the way back in “Wild Game,” when Andy voluntarily rearranged the furniture in their house so that Dylan could have a comfortable work space at home? Regardless, the emotional conflicts that “Tribal” puts on display in these side stories work remarkably well in the hands of talented actors like Alan Cumming, Daniel Ings, Naveen Andrews, and Bojana Novakovic.  

In the other worthy B story, Lt. Gooden puts Lizzie on the spot by asking her if the evidence in the “live-streaming steampunk case,” the central crime story of “Live,” was “properly obtained.” Apparently, the DA wants to know how Dylan and Lizzie were able to “pinpoint the victim given the scrambled GPS information” and track down the killer. If you recall, Lizzie refused, at first, Dylan’s suggestion to contact Julian to find the GPS signal, but then relented when Dylan reminded her of the urgent nature of the situation. Facing pointed questions from Jasmine to which she has no choice but to reply with lies, is precisely the position she aimed to avoid when she first refused to consult Julian. Lizzie strives to adhere to her principles and to remain a paragon of playing by the book. Yet, the one time she decides to veer away from those principles, it comes back to bite her right when she is being considered for a promotion.

Some continuity between episodes is usually appreciated by viewers, but showrunner/writer Rauch takes it one step further here, by cleverly adding an element of consequence in this particular plot. Lizzie finds herself in a precarious position. Should she choose honesty and reveal Julian’s involvement in solving the case to Lt. Gooden, and consequently, put her own career at risk? Or, should she compromise her long-held principles and lie to Jasmine in the name of protecting Dylan and Julian? Much to her relief, she has to do neither. Dylan comes to her rescue.

In an effort to protect his partner, Dylan confesses to Lt. Gooden that they did indeed receive help from a friend but claims, untruthfully, that Lizzie was kept in the dark – although his lie (Dylan claims he made up a legitimate source when Lizzie asked him) would fall apart under the slightest scrutiny by Jasmine, but never mind. It works. Lizzie tells him the next morning that Jasmine called and told her that she was off the hook.

In the meantime, there is a C story – only because it can no longer be avoided now – involving Julian and Lizzie who kissed each other at the end of the last episode after having spent a total of (maybe) seven minutes together since they met. Heck, why not hop into the bed right away too? They do indeed. Dylan’s jaw drops when he arrives to Lizzie’s house in the morning and finds them both there. Lizzie apologizes later to Dylan for not having told him. The seemingly mature Dylan assures Lizzie that it is none of his business and that he is not there to judge her, before he immaturely adds, “even if sleeping with my closest friend who happens to be an award-winning playboy is a stupid, stupid idea.” Lizzie blitzes back with a sour smile: “Thank you for not judging.” Brilliant!

The central crime story is an intriguing melting pot of social acceptance, secret societies and past skeletons. A woman named Kristy Walker (Paton Ashbrook) – Joan refers to her as her “favorite junior editor” in an otherwise trivial appearance by Whoopi Goldberg – is found hung by the neck. According to her publisher Charles Whitehead (Terrence Mann), she was writing a promising book, although nobody seems to know where it’s located or what it’s about, except for her high school sweetheart Chad with whom she has recently been seen together. There is a time-filling side story here with a jealous ex-fiancé named Max (Babak Tafti) who believes Chad stole Kristy away from him. He conveniently appears to be the main suspect for a short while, thanks to a fairly creative motorcycle-related evidence, before the lead, to nobody’s surprise, turns out to be fruitless. He was essentially framed. Next, Dylan and Lizzie turn their attention to Chad, except that they never get to talk to him. He is also found dead, hung by the neck.

This adds urgency to the case because the Reinhart-Needham duo is now racing against time. The murderer is going after anyone who knows about the book. Rauch’s writing and directing manages to avoid pitfalls associated with predictability and ordinariness as the plot moves forward until we get to the crux of how far members of a secret society are willing to go in order to protect their “brotherhood.” Dylan and Lizzie feel the heat themselves when the former finds a high-end surveillance mic inside his home and the latter is barely saved by Julian from a car explosion intended to kill her.

The explosion scene is probably the episode’s weakest portion. Julian and Lizzie notice a woman who is following them in the street. They begin chasing her. Although they get within a few steps of the woman who is running on high heels with her purse slinging around, they somehow cannot catch up with her. “Let her go, we have her car,” Julian says to Lizzie, dubiously equating spotting her car with actually catching her. We understand quickly that the chase was merely a plot device for bringing the close-call explosion sequence to the screen. While examining the car, Julian discovers a bomb inside and our heroes plunge away to save themselves just in the nick of time.

The investigation goes through some elaborate layers and requires the attention of the viewer, which is never a bad thing per se in the land of prime-time TV where procedurals are often known to go through the motions. The twists and turns lead us to the mysterious disappearance, from 15 years ago, of a college named Tony Holt whose friends back then, belong today to a secret society called “Lambsmen.”

The strength of the episode’s crime plot lies less in the revelation of the killer’s identity than in how Dylan and Lizzie make discovery after discovery and overcome one hurdle after another to solve the puzzle. The attention to detail is terrific as the story unravels, even if the execution occasionally wobbles.

Kristy and Chad were basically writing a book that was bound to expose the cover-up of Holt’s murder. The “extreme tribal mentality” (Dylan’s quote, thus the episode’s name) under which secret societies like the Lambsmen operate cannot allow that to happen, thus their motivation to eliminate anyone with the knowledge of the book.

Overall, “Tribal” has well-written dialogues, praiseworthy production values and notable guest-star appearances. Gabriel Ebert (playing Tucker Brophy) deserves special mention, if for nothing else than for his performance when Lizzie and Dylan go to Brophy’s office to question him. The conversation takes an unsavory turn when Brophy harangues Dylan in front of Lizzie, targeting our good professor’s most intimate fears. Ebert brings alive Brophy’s repulsive persona of a privileged secret-society member. Add some stellar character development to the mix (see the earlier part of this review) and “Tribal” emerges as a compelling stand-alone season finale.

Last-minute thoughts:

– Dylan says that his father was a Lambsman. That explains how Brophy knew so many intimate details about Dylan when he launched his diatribe against him. Dylan’s father must be an even bigger asshole than he appeared to be in “I Heart New York,” if he shared that many embarrassing details about his son with his Lambsmen brothers.

– Fucci and Harris rule, not because they play noticeable parts on screen (they do not), but because they collect all the tedious data off-screen and feed it to Lizzie and Dylan in one-liner appearances, so that our two leads can remain noticeable instead. 

– There is the threat of Dylan being fired by Jasmine that hangs in the air when the season ends. Is anyone taking that seriously? I hope not.

– Nice bluff pulled by Lizzie and Dylan on the “next Senator” Bobby Concannon (Roderick Hill) as he is filming a promotional spot for his campaign at the public park.

Until next season… 

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‘Instinct’ (CBS) – Season 1, Episode 12 Review

Live” – aired on June 24, 2018
Written by: Michael J. Ballin & Thomas Aguilar
Directed by: Edward Ornelas
Grade: 1,5 out of 5

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Boy, did Instinct dip into the grab bag of mediocrity for this particular outing, or what? (Hint: the correct answer is not “or what.”)

After the episode opens with the discovery of a dead woman named Charlotte in a cinema seat, we move on to a pretty entertaining scene in which Lizzie meets with Dylan and Julian at a bar. The twist is that she did not let them know that she had invited both, so the two men are bewildered to see each other when they arrive. Lizzie’s intention is to put “everything out in the open.” She wants Dylan to know that she already met Julian, that she knows Julian is his super-secret-spy friend, and makes sure that Julian knows that Dylan knows that she knows. Get it? “No lies between us,” she insists. She also pulls the episode’s best line when Dylan wants to know who came to who first: “‘Who came to who first’? What are you, 12?” (Insert fist-pump gif on behalf of Lizzie).

Once that scene is over, “Live” goes downhill fast, in a series of rushed, contrived, and disjointed events that mark a low point in the series, probably the lowest since “Secrets and Lies,” on the heels of an otherwise-solid run of episodes as of late (except “Bye Bye Birdie”). It almost feels as if the showrunners received the news that Instinct was renewed for a second season right before the filming of this penultimate episode and changed the menu at the last minute by slapping together a hodgepodge of events that move at warp-speed nine without much build-up via coincidences that defy plausibility, including “the kiss” at the end (more on that later).

Both having left the bar, Dylan and Lizzie arrive to the theater to check out the crime scene where several officers and forensics had already begun investigating. They are taking pictures and looking for clues. Yet, somehow, they all missed the trail of blood that Lizzie discovers in the walkway by the corpse. The writing is not stellar here, unless we are to believe that the most incompetent crime-scene officers on earth work for the NYPD, except for Lizzie who immediately informs them of her discovery: “There is a trail of blood coming from the exit. She wasn’t murdered in here.”

Lo and behold – more uses of “lo and behold” to follow – the projector starts running again and the screen shows the actual murder. As Dylan watches it, he does not neglect to describe to Lizzie (and to us) the intentions of the murderer in making them watch the gruesome act. Reminiscent of the opening scene of “Pilot,” there is a fatuous dark-red-blue-ish tone to the smoky murder sequence which aims to function, I reckon, as a visual storytelling vehicle to complement the gloomy nature of the act. Instead, it is so overloaded with distorted colors that it only serves to drown the intended tension.

Next, Dylan and Andy are at home getting ready to welcome Maddie (Onata Statler-Aprile), the 12-year-old daughter of a friend of Andy. She asked him to take care of Maddie while she goes on a cruise for some “me” time. Andy, the magnanimous friend that he is, did not refuse the single mom’s request. If you remember, the last episode ended with Dylan and Andy deciding to have a kid. Lo and behold – I warned you to prepare for lo-and-behold mentions –, “Live” conveniently paves the way for their parenting skills to get tested immediately when Maddie gets suspended from school after getting caught (allegedly) bullying another kid online.  

This forced B storyline falls flat for the most part due to mediocre dialogues and a subpar performance by Statler-Aprile who previously shined in What Maisie Knew (2012). Maddie tells Lizzie at the precinct (yes, Dylan brought her there, long story – or no story) that she is innocent. Yet, she will not snitch on Mia, the girl that she believes to be the miscreant. She fears that Mia will make her life miserable. Furthermore, she actually likes the boy she has allegedly bullied, but her friend Zoey, you see, told her that she would receive a bad rating on “ChitterPix” if she liked “just one guy.” Thus, if she “flirts around,” she will get “more guys” to like her (or something), because this is how that online domain apparently rolls.

This teenage-problem-explanation scene lasts gratuitously long and it is hard to get invested in Maddie’s flow of superfluous information delivered in a lusterless tone (token appearance of a tear does not help). A film/TV expert could probably come up with dozens of much more poignant scenes (or dialogues) than this one when it comes to online bullying or teenagers’ obsession with social popularity. This particular B story gives the impression of being tossed into the hour, just so that Maddie can be used as a plot device for Dylan’s blue-hued-epiphany moment, thus killing two birds with one stone, simultaneously solving the case and overcoming the problems that Dylan and Andy are experiencing in their effort to connect with a teenager.

The A story features a draconian professor, a teaching assistant with an inferiority complex, and bunch of students whose fervor to please their professor supersedes all else. It’s essentially the classroom version of a cult to which Charlotte had belonged. This set-up helps to reduce the list of possible suspects to Mosher and his students. In the cliché of all clichés, he also happens to be sleeping with his students. We know this, because Lizzie and Dylan conveniently walk over to his desk and check out his computer while he stands there**. Lo and behold (again), they discover the clip of him having sex with Charlotte. His explanation is laughable: Charlotte made a “film about “subverting the male gaze.” Oh-kay.

**As a professor, I can guarantee you that nobody gets to look at my computer without my consent, unless they have a warrant. 

Other than Mosher, a student named Henry (Andrew Burnap) becomes a possible suspect when he is caught by Dylan and Lizzie during his re-enacting (with a female student) of the exact same scene as the one in which Charlotte was killed. Yes, it also includes the smoky look and the distorted colors. Dylan says to him, “Some of your colleagues suggested that the film in which Charlotte was killed was very similar to your own work.” Excuse me Dylan? Did you not just witness Henry’s work, seconds ago? Was that also not you watching Charlotte’s murder in the beginning of the episode? The two are virtually the same. Hello?

That scene ends with a sequence that reeks of daytime soap-opera drama. Henry looks nervously at Dylan who throws him back an accusatory stare and we fade to a commercial break. How did Dylan and Lizzie catch him in the act by the way? They were walking through the campus after their talk with Mosher – I am going to give them the benefit of the doubt and say, toward Henry’s dorm – and, lo and behold, loud screams from the building right next to where they happen to be walking fill the air. Just like that, they run inside the building and bust the very Henry whose name, lo and behold, came up for the first time during their interrogation of Mosher moments earlier.

He is brought to the precinct and questioned in an interrogation room with a wall décor that would make the owners of plush homes in Potomac Manors, MD, envious with rage. Burnap’s performance as Henry leaves a lot to be desired as he keeps switching from looking guilty one minute to secretive the next, but failing to convey either effect. Reg Rogers, playing Professor Mosher, is the only guest star of this episode who adequately fills the screen, which is a shame because Instinct has, until now, benefited from worthy guest-star performances.

Spencer (David Corenswet), to whom the arrogant Mosher refers as his “talentless” T.A., turns out to be the killer. We know this before the climactic scene because Spencer, in one of the most vacuous moves of all times by an evildoer, recites to the camera the very quotes that Mosher used to humiliate him in class, while the whole precinct is watching the broadcast of him getting ready to end Henry’s life. How did this dude become a T.A. with an I.Q. like that? Or, did I simply miss the part where he revealed his plans to spend a substantial portion of his life in jail?

Speaking of the climactic scene, in which the screen is engulfed once again in the dark-red-blue-ish smoky tone, Lizzie and Dylan stop Spencer from killing Henry just in the nick of time. Dylan distracts Spencer with his psyche-chatter (haven’t we seen this before?) while Lizzie approaches and tackles him down.

The last bit of the outing begins with a sweet conversation between Dylan and Andy. As I begin to think – and hope – that the episode has reached its end, the image on my screen switches to Julian surprising Lizzie by the river as she finishes her exercise routine. Following an extremely mundane dialogue that contains no more than three or four sentences each, they begin to passionately kiss each other. Huh? I guess I should not be surprised that, in an episode during which writers apparently decided to toss aside their prudence, they would also dismiss their common sense. Julian and Lizzie have literally seen each other four times so far (three of them, under not-so-pleasant circumstances), each meeting lasting no more than a minute or two. Yet, they become a romantic unit in the blink of an eye with zero build-up.

Look, I have no problem with the two of them hooking up. I like both Bojana Novakovic as Lizzie and Naveen Adrews as Julian. I do, however, regret ham-fisted narratives that don’t do such characters (and actors) justice, especially when those narratives border on implausibility in the name of artificially accelerating plot-advancement and at the expense of interpersonal dynamics. Even Inara George’s wonderful song “Stars” playing in the background cannot sweep under the rug the far-fetched nature of this wait-what moment. With two talented actors like Novakovic and Andrews, a fleshed-out build-up to the two of them finally plunging into romance could have generated a much more electrifying first-kiss moment by the river. Instead, we experienced a reverse-engineered ploy at the eleventh-hour without having had any time to invest ourselves in the relationship. What is next? One will cheat on the other and they will break up within the first 10 minutes of the next episode? Note: that was a rhetorical question.   

I am hoping for a more arrayed finale to close out season 1.

Last-minute thoughts:

– Zack has lately been reduced to the role of a line filler. I wonder if he will stick around for season 2.

– The theater where Charlotte’s body is found by Travis looks like an artifact from the 1920s. Nice touch.

– Travis is played by Danny Flaherty who also played the recurring role of Matthew Beaman, son of Stan the FBI guy in The Americans.

Until next episode…

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‘Instinct’ (CBS) – Season 1, Episode 11 Review

Blast from the Past” – aired on June 17, 2018
Written by: Lee Ellenberg
Directed by: Cherie Nowlan
Grade: 4 out of 5

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For a welcomed change, this episode begins with a recap – “Previously, on Instinct…” – of key moments from earlier episodes. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe this is the first time since “Pilot” that an episode began without the testosterone-ridden monologue by the male co-lead beginning with “My name is Dylan Reinhart,” continuing with reminders of how brilliant he is, and finishing with the token mention of the complementary female co-lead (I know, this isn’t my first diatribe against that monologue, sorry).

The new recap is not the only fresh dish that this episode brings to the table though, far from it. The crime plot carries intricacies that bring to light an extraordinary event buried deep (but not forgotten) within the younger years of one of the two leads, justifying the episode’s title. To add spice to the menu, there are two B stories that revolve around the interpersonal dynamics between the main characters. “Blast from the Past” does a decent job of compartmentalizing these narratives, neatly packing a considerable amount of character development into 42 minutes.

One of those fresh takes is the break-away from the image of the perfect couple that “DylAndy” has portrayed since Instinct began. They have their first veritable argument on screen 12 minutes into the episode. The source of the disagreement is complex enough to where you find yourself hesitating as to whose side to take. Is Andy simply against the idea of having his private life publicized or is he keeping secrets from Dylan? Does Dylan have a point that Andy is not as proud of his accomplishments as he is of Andy’s or does his seemingly overblown reaction to Andy’s desire to keep his private life out of the spotlight stem from selfishness?

The disaccord takes place early enough in the episode to allow time for the eventual reconciliation to occur – no make-up sex, don’t hold your breath – but dialogues leading to it are written thoughtfully enough to be taken seriously. It also helps that Alan Cumming and Daniel Ings are two consummate actors who manage to portray the emotional swings that both characters go through with remarkable credibility.

The other B story centers on the concerns of Julian and Lizzie with Dylan’s exposure to the public sphere. Dylan now has a publicist named Ashley (Nikki M. James) and she is gung-ho about having Dylan grace the cover of New York Magazine with his presence. Julian is alarmed. When he talks to Dylan, he brings up a former MI-6 officer named Tony Collins who, as we learn later, wrote a “tell-all” and began discussing his work on TV. According to Julian, he “became so distracted by the attention that he stopped taking proper precautions” and paid for it with his life. Dylan does not heed Julian’s warning which leads him to surprise Lizzie at a pizza parlor and ask for her help in the matter. He also reveals his name to Lizzie and gives her his phone number. “Dylan’s super-special-secret friend,” no more.

The central-crime plot is quite elaborate and involves multiple victims. It is written with care and requires the viewer’s attention (kudos to writer Lee Ellenberg on its lucid flow). Unfortunately, it also contains four blue-hued epiphanies by Dylan, catering to those that seemingly cannot keep up. “Blast from the Past” would have been a lot more efficient if took a leaf out the book of a show like Elementary and counted on its viewers’ intelligence to solve what they see, especially when the episode oozes high-IQ writing like this one does.

For example, was the blue-hued epiphany by the motorcycle necessary? While checking out the motorcycle and the dead body of the supposed suicide bomber, Lizzie asks, “What kind of a bomber gets on a motorcycle, starts it, and blows himself up in the middle of a quiet street?” Zack responds, “I don’t know.” Well, I did, along with probably a ton of other watchers. By then, it was clear that bombs were being planted by someone else. Dylan’s blue-hued epiphany (his third at that point, if I counted correctly) only recited – not revealed – that which was barefaced.

As he looks around the scene of the motorcycle incident, Dylan recognizes a house that brings back bitter memories for him. When he was 15 years old, he participated in a two-week-long program for gifted children there, then-called Meacham Townhouse. It turned out that it was a covert psychological (and unethical) experiment, the Whitford Project, conducted in collaboration with the government on unwilling teens. How do we know this? Why Julian, of course, in a scene that reminds us of his role as a plot device, à-la-first-two-episodes, rather than as a character with a substance.

If you can make it past these little shortcomings and the outré connection that Dylan makes in one of his blue-hued epiphanies when he hears Andy utter the words “childhood dreams,” the richly layered A story of “Blast from the Past” works well. Composer James Levine’s score, once again, adequately complements the suspenseful moments such as the one in the park. Cherie Nowlan’s adroit directing, particularly during the intimate one-on-one dialogues (strongest portions of the episode), helps tremendously.

We are treated to a nice two-scene sequence to conclude the episode, building on the already charming synergy between our main characters. It includes one more stepping stone in the ever-tightening friendship between Dylan and Lizzie and also a major revelation, ripe for exploration in future installments, with regard to the marriage of Dylan and Andy. If someone were to ask me to pick the one area in which Instinct excels, I would have to choose the episodes’ closing sequences.

Last-minute thoughts:

– Lizzie calls Ashley the “lunatic publicist” and she is right. Ashley is annoying and pervasive. Thankfully, we learn before the end of the episode that Dylan fired her. The only good thing about her appearance is its contribution to a funny moment involving Det. Fucci’s “Moroccan red-clay mask.”

– You know that other cop who appears a lot with the team in the precinct, the one not named Fucci? That’s Sergeant Harris (Michael B. Silver). I thought I would throw that in for no reason other than the fact that he makes a token appearance in most episodes.

– Dylan manifests some self-doubt and vulnerability which is nice to see from a creative standpoint.

– I like the way Ellenberg manages to inject the theme of trust into every single storyline of “Blast from the Past.” Each character ends up having to take a leap of faith in some way to build trust with another.

– Another recurring, yet relevant, theme in the episode: numbers.

– A bit lost in the shuffle is an early scene in which Lt. Gooden’s informs Lizzie that she recommended her for a promotion to second-grade detective. Even in this dialogue, which is supposed to be Lizzie’s moment, we get reminded that Dylan is “the genius” of the duo. Oh-kay…  

Until next episode…

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‘Instinct’ (CBS) – Season 1, Episode 10 Review

Bye Bye Birdie” – aired on June 3, 2018
Written by: Constance M. Burge
Directed by: Doug Aarniokoski
Grade: 3 out of 5

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Dylan and Andy are attempting (and failing) to prepare dinner when the phone rings. It is Joan the editor calling and Dylan does not wish to talk to her. He explains to Andy that he is going through some sort of a writer’s block. Andy contends that Dylan’s problems are related to him allowing his dad to get inside his head, which is fast becoming the writers’ favorite go-to excuse for a number of Dylan’s mental anguishes. The phone rings again and it’s Lizzie calling this time. She informs Dylan that they are assigned to a new case. A woman named Celia Baxter (Sutton Foster) claims to have been attacked by a man wearing a mask. Lo and behold, she also happens to be an author who is also experiencing writer’s block – “also” deliberately used twice.

This sequence is a small example of the larger problem that sabotages the episode. It suffers from pedestrian contrivances and forced coincidences that lead to a considerable amount of ham-fisted scenes. The premise of the central crime is actually interesting but clunky execution and below-average performances by some guest stars (other than Foster) do not allow it to flourish.

There are several minutes unnecessarily going to waste during the episode that could have been used to develop further the A and B stories. For instance, I am not sure about the purpose of the flashback scenes to imaginary crimes. Celia describes the attack that never took place, as we learn later, yet her description is embellished with flashbacks. They appear to have been inserted for the sole purpose of throwing the viewer off, which is an odd and rare practice. It certainly does not add anything to dramatic dynamics.

There are some other miscues and unnecessary moments. The episode spends too much time with the two-dimensional Ben Richfield, underwhelmingly played by Isaach De Bankolé. He is a wealthy, rude, and narcissist writing professor who is guilty of committing the cardinal crime in the arena of literature: plagiarizing. He has repeatedly stolen his students’ works, including the most meaningful piece Celia has ever written according to her, and made a living publishing them under his name. He becomes an immediate suspect because his DNA is found on the knife that Celia’s assailant used. Dylan and Lizzie go to his office to meet him and subject the viewers to the most bizarrely written scene of the hour.

At first, Richfield’s assistant comes out alone, acting as his mouthpiece.  The assistant’s first words are, “Sorry to have kept you waiting, but I do have answers to your questions,” as if he were the one that kept them waiting. Dylan, who was getting irritated seconds earlier because Richfield was making them wait, seems to be perfectly fine with this. The assistant begins by informing our protagonists that Richfield knows Celia because she took a class from him. Dylan and Lizzie seem to have forgotten all about Richfield and carry on talking matter-of-factly with the assistant.

They ask him a succession of questions about Richfield, “Has he seen her recently?”; “Does he know that Celia was attacked in her home last night?”; “Where was he last night?” The assistant reads from his notes to answer the questions, and at this point, I am thinking:

Knock knock, Lizzie and Dylan!! Aren’t you going to ask where Richfield is so that he can come out and answer these questions himself? Didn’t y’all go to his office so you can talk to him directly? Helloooo?

Thankfully, Richfield enters the office (certainly not because Dylan and Andy asked for him) and takes over his assistant. If you are wondering what the purpose of the question-answer scene with the assistant was about, join the club. 

Dylan’s first question to Richfield is, “Did you try to kill Celia Baxter last night?” Really? Lizzie chimes in next, by beginning her question with “let’s just save us all a lot of time” (which, I thought, Dylan just did with his overkill question), and tells him to roll up his sleeves to check for scratch marks. Richfield says, “not without a warrant,” and just like that, the poorly written (and executed) scene is over. It was almost as if the writing room mysteriously decided to replace Dylan and Lizzie with their low-IQ versions for one scene. 

Another woman named Renata Pendell is murdered and evidence now strongly points to Richfield not only because Renata was his student at some point in the past just like Celia was, but also because his DNA is found again at the scene. Richfield is arrested this time, in a lackluster scene in the interrogation room at the precinct. A low-toned “Are you kidding me?” is Richfield’s only reaction.

It eventually turns out that Celia wanted to take revenge on those who hurt her, so she stabbed Renata, who turns out to be her ex-husband’s mistress, 31 times (mind you), staged an attack on herself, and planted Richfield’s DNA in both scenes to make him look like the guilty party. You can hear the superfluous medical technobabble of how she acquired “synthetic blood” to plant the DNA in the episode, if that sort of stuff tickles your fancy.

Dylan quickly figures out that Joan could be Celia’s next victim because he remembers her telling him about the time when she rejected, harshly to say the least, Celia’s request to edit her first book. According to Joan (told in a flashback), the two were walking on the street when Joan waved Celia’s manuscript in her hand and said to her, “Look, I cannot rep you, ok? I hate the beginning, I hate the middle, I hate the end. I have to tell you, this title, I hate it too.” Then, Joan chucked the manuscript to the trash can on the sidewalk and said: “It’s boring Celia.” Wow Joan! Even if Celia were not a murderer, I have no doubt that she may have considered killing her right at that moment.

In any case, Joan arrives at Celia’s house only to have Celia tell her through a small screen next to the door to “come on in,” make herself at home, and serve herself to the iced tea that she made for her. It is not clear if that means Celia is not home and will arrive shortly or if she is upstairs and will come down soon. Joan enters, grabs the tea from the fridge, and pours herself a glass. Dylan and Lizzie arrive in the nick of time for heightened dramatic effect and Dylan shoots the glass right as Joan is about to drink. The acid that spills dissolves on the kitchen island, i.e. Dylan just saved Joan’s life. Joan scolds him: “What the hell? You couldn’t just yell ‘drop the glass’?” Miraculously, not one drop of the acid liquid reached Joan although the glass was shattered by a bullet right as she was putting it her mouth on it. 

The whole scene is forced, hardly anything makes sense. We are expected to believe that Celia – who meticulously planned the killing of Renata, staged the attack on her, and skillfully planted Richfield’s DNA in both crime scenes – rested her plan to eliminate Joan on the flimsy speculation that Joan would voluntarily drink the iced tea in the fridge? Apparently, yes. 

Dylan finds Celia’s completed work upstairs, named “Bye Bye Birdie,” with a note addressed to him. She is long gone. We learn later that she is Bermuda, enjoying the last few weeks of her life because she has cancer, or so she said to Dylan earlier in the episode. I can’t help but wonder if she was lying. It would be nice to see Celia reappear in a future episode to haunt our protagonists again, although both the character and Sutton the actress could use a better-scripted episode than this one.

Luckily, there is a consequential B story that could (should) pass for the A story. It is also handled with a lot more care than the Celia one although it suffers from a rushed closure.

Lizzie is informed that Charlie, her deceased ex-partner and fiancé, has been chosen to receive an honor and that she should accept it on his behalf. She has mixed emotions about it because she has been suspecting for some time that Charlie may have been dirty himself. Dylan asks Julian to look into the incident that resulted in Charlie’s death, and what Julian uncovers does not bode well for Charlie.

Julian takes it upon himself to come face-to-face with Lizzie for the first time, posing as someone sent by Rodrigo, Charlie’s covert informant at the time of the operation that killed him. Lizzie is devastated to learn that Charlie was playing both sides and that the cartel regularly deposited money in an account set up in his name. Novakovic plays the betrayed lover and colleague extremely well here as you can literally feel Lizzie’s misery as she turns around and tears begin to roll down her face. It is the most terrific scene of the episode.

We find out later, partially thanks to Dylan’s blue-hued epiphany, that the signature on the account does not match Charlie’s because Dylan momentarily saw the real signature at one point in the past on the card that Lizzie kept in the drawer (Carrie Wells of Unforgettable would be proud of Dylan here). In a convoluted scene, it is revealed that Det. Sosa (Alejandro Hernandez) from the precinct is the one who killed Charlie, but nobody in the team knew it, because he acted alone during the operation.

We never get any explanation as to how in the world Dylan and Julian figured all this out in a matter of hours. We are expected to simply accept that they did, because the other choice is to consider the possibility that they are omnipotent beings who can see everyone and everything at any moment. Sosa was also the one collecting the money from the account opened in the Cayman Islands. We know this, because Dylan tells us so: “He set it up so that he could take the money and Charlie would take the fall.” Never mind the how or what.

Lizzie has her rough-Sosa-up moment in the precinct before Internal Affairs and the DEA come to take him away, but the whole sequence, from Dylan revealing the details of Charlie’s innocence to Lizzie, to Sosa getting arrested by the authorities, lasts two minutes, and comes across hasty and under-climactic in relation to its gravity. The fact that Sosa has barely gotten any screen time despite having appeared in six episodes also lessens the dramatic impact of his betrayal. We never got to know him. He was just… there.

Let me finish on a positive note by underlining the one thing that Instinct constantly gets right: the closing scenes of episodes with Dylan and Lizzie. This one also lives up to the standard.

Last-minute thoughts:

– Pete the ex-stalker makes his fourth appearance in a brief-yet-hilarious conversation with Joan, and Zack makes his third as the eager cop who takes care of the info-gathering portion of investigations. It gives me great joy to now officially call them recurring characters.

– Some nit-picking of the highest order here: Lizzie realizes that Charlie was trying to say “It’s Sosa” as he was expiring in her arms, and not “I’m sorry” as she had thought. I don’t blame her though. I watched the scene few times and I swear I am hearing “I’m sor… I’m sor…” and not “It’s So… It’s So…” Would it not have been more plausible to have him simply say “So…”?

– Nit-picking in a positive way: Dylan almost bumps his head into a lamp as he is walking up the stairs in Renata’s apartment building. Zack even says, “be careful” to Dylan. This seemingly trite moment at the time turns out to be important later when Dylan and Lizzie watch the footage of the killer going up the same stairs. Nice attention to detail.

– Reminiscent of “Pilot,” this episode features several instances of the annoying practice of having one of the main characters feed the audience a concise, two-or-three-sentence explanation of what is happening, under the pretense of talking to another character on screen. Hint: there are three of them within the first 15 minutes, two by Lizzie, one by Dylan. I guess I have to accept the fact that shows do this to cater to those with low focus and/or short attention spans. I find it irksome nevertheless.

– Lizzie was astute enough to realize that Julian was Dylan’s “secret friend” and not Rodrigo’s informant as he claimed to be, and scolded Dylan for it. Dylan, in return, scolded Julian for meeting Lizzie without his knowledge. I can’t explain why I do, but I love these scolding moments between the main characters.

Instinct needs a recurring forensic-lab expert. My vote goes to the one played by Zainab Jah in this episode.

– I learned a new word: trustafarian.  

Until next episode…

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‘Instinct’ (CBS) – Season 1, Episode 9 Review

Bad Actors” – aired on May 27, 2018
Written by: Dan E. Fesman
Directed by: Jim McKay
Grade: 4,5 out of 5

Notice: All episode reviews contain spoilers

“Bad Actors” is the third solid Instinct outing in a row (and the strongest out of the three) which may signal the piecing together of the puzzle that most showrunners, in an effort to create a definitive identity for their product, seek to solve during the course of a show’s first season. Once the identity established, they aim to build upon it and extend the show’s longevity.

This episode veers away slightly from previous ones in that it is largely devoid of light-hearted moments that are usually sprinkled throughout the hour. The two non-essential scenes featuring Joan the editor do not change that either (even though Whoopi Goldberg and Alan Cumming conversing in real life or as Joan and Dylan should otherwise manage to put a smile to anyone’s face). The tone remains serious, bordering on dark at times, and the usually chirpy dialogues between Dylan and Lizzie are supplanted by sulky ones leading to some genuine self-reflection on their part. To be clear, this veer-away is not a bad thing. This episode works. If anything at all, it should help the showrunners flesh out the show’s sought-after identity.

“Bad Actors” is a tightly written outing (kudos to Dan Fesman) to the point where even the greatest nitpickers would struggle to find inconsistencies. It also accomplishes a few other things that no previous episode does:

(1) It shows that our two leads are perfectly capable of solving a crime (and Instinct, of providing quality entertainment to viewers) without having to resort to the blue-hued epiphanies of Dylan.

(2) Julian’s contribution to crime-solving involves more than just spitting out hard-to-get information from his computer screens. He actually participates in the action.

(3) It includes more violence (Lizzie gets violently attacked, Julian kills a man) and intensity than any other episode without going over the top.

(4) It explores, in a compelling way, Lizzie’s trust issues that were mentioned, but glossed over, in the past.

It helps that the narrative is straight forward and does not include attempts at risky twists in which all the evidence points to one individual, only to have some miraculous plot device pop up late in the hour for the “oh-snap” effect. The crime’s scope expands because we go from one victim who dies while wearing a dog costume and entertaining kids in a parc at first, to an international conspiracy involving more victims later. It does not, however, increase in complexity since they are committed by one person who happens to be in the NY area, with a not-so-secret connection to the victims.   

Basically, there are actors being skillfully murdered via the use of chemical components, making it look like they died of accidental doses of medicine or allergies. After some digging, our protagonists learn that they all took part in some B-movie filmed in Morocco three years ago.

Julian and Dylan discover that the so-called B-movie was a propaganda film aimed at undermining the Chechen President, creating unrest in his country, and prompting a regime change. The only name still alive from the group is a man that Julian identifies as Bishop, a former MI-6 operative. Around the same time, Lizzie, who has been doing some digging of her own at the precinct, texts Dylan to let him know that she located Nelson Grimes, the last man still alive from the filming crew in Morocco and the possible next victim, or so she believes.

Julian and Dylan are alarmed because they know that Grimes is actually Bishop, the rogue operative who is behind the filming of the propaganda movie. They need to contact Lizzie and tell her who Grimes is, except that they can’t, because her phone does not get reception as she drives to Bishop’s safe house in a remote location. Dylan realizes that they can locate her through the GPS on Lizzie’s dog Gary who is in the car with her as she rides to meet with Grimes/Bishop. This is where the action kicks into high gear. The last act’s frantic pace is enhanced by director Jim McKay’s dexterous camera work and composer James Levine’s apt score.

The most brilliant part of “Bad Actors” lies in the way Feston and McKay utilize the plot’s advancement to flesh out the tension felt by Lizzie who suspects that Dylan is keeping secrets from her (she is right), and to a lesser degree, the frustration felt by Dylan who cannot, at first, get Julian to share his knowledge on the case with him. Their intentions are noble though. Dylan does not reveal his collaboration with Julian on the case to Lizzie, nor their findings, because he believes it will put her in danger. Julian, in a similar fashion, keeps information from Dylan that could help him solve the case, in the hopes that he can convince him not to pursue it because he believes it could put Dylan and Lizzie in harm’s way.

The consequences of those noble intentions, however, are dire. For one thing, Dylan pursues the case with even more zeal when Julian refuses to share information with him. For the other, Dylan’s decision not to share his findings with Lizzie almost causes her death. Add Lizzie’s trust issues into the mix and you have a powder keg with a short fuse.

Squeezed between all of the above is a much-needed C storyline dealing with Dylan’s fear of mixing his personal life with his professional one. He dreads the idea of mingling with others in the precinct. The storyline allocates some deserved screen time to Det. Anthony Fucci (Danny Mastrogiorgio) who has made token appearances in the precinct. He throws a BBQ party at his house, inviting Dylan and his “domestic whatever.” Dylan is terrified at first but relents when Andy tells him that they should go, not only because he wants to meet Dylan’s colleagues but also because he wants to encourage his husband to “come out of [his] shell.” Cumming, Ings, and Mastrogiorgio milk this limited C storyline to the max with great acting, and Lesli Margherita makes a brief but meaningful appearance as Anthony’s wife Maria.

Last minute thoughts:

– Remember my rants in my reviews of “Long Shot” or “Flat Line”? No complaints from me on that front this time.

– This is probably the most forgettable episode for Joan the editor. What purpose did those two scenes serve exactly?

– Andy socializes better than a life-long public-relations expert. Is there anything this man cannot do well?

– When filing the report at the precinct, Lizzie appears unscathed and remarkably fresh for someone who was struck full-force on the face with the handle of a gun and on the back of the head with a forged iron fireplace shovel in full swing, less than 24 hours ago.

– Zack is back! Yay!

Until next episode…

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‘Instinct’ (CBS) – Season 1, Episode 8 Review

Long Shot” – aired on May 27, 2018
Written by: Carol Flint
Directed by: Jay Chandrasekhar
Grade: 4 out of 5

Notice: All episode reviews contain spoilers

If it were not for the implausibility of what occurred in the final moments of central crime, the brazenness of the blue-hued epiphany that helps Dylan figure it out, and the further confirmation of Instinct’s unfortunate inclination to make things more and more Dylan-centric, I would have no problems calling “Long Shot” the best outing of the first season so far.

The plot is structurally well-written and even though our heroes have only eight hours to solve a complex crime, hardly anything feels rushed or clunky. To add the icing on the cake, not only all characters in starring roles appear in the episode but they contribute enough for us to learn something more – i.e. beyond trivial – about each of them.

We learn that Julian runs a tight ship with regard to information about his family when Dylan tells him that he knows nothing about Julian’s father although Julian knows all about his. He is also an avid squash player and does not lead as secluded a life as earlier episodes may have suggested. He even mingles with “real-estate royalty.”

Lt. Gooden, for her part, is apparently forced to grapple with bureaucratic and socio-political realities more than one may imagine, to the point where she is ready to hastily stamp the guilty verdict on a person in the name of appeasing the Mayor and the public outrage.

As for Andy, we get a glimpse of how he uses his acumen once he puts his lawyer hat on and still remain the master of compartmentalizing his priorities. He seems to be taking on more responsibilities as the season progresses while maintaining a bar and fulfilling his duties as Dylan’s big-hearted, rock-solid husband.

Episode writer Carol Flint, who also co-inked the sturdy “Wild Game” earlier in the season, manages to pack in a lot during the hour with impressive results and without neglecting to make use of the show’s greatest asset, the charismatic synergy between the two leads, Reinhart and Needham (yes, I know I have said this before). There is an ample number of scenes featuring their engaging dialogues, with a touch of “who’s the boss” tension added this time, plus Lizzie gets to poke fun at Dylan about his fear of heights (he calls it “a healthy respect for elevation”).

Furthermore, “Long Shot” touches on a number of topics pertinent to everyday life such as racism, gentrification and eminent domain, treatment of outcasts by society, religious tension, psychological scars of serving in a war, schizophrenia, father-son relationships, Mayor-police-public dynamics, and capitalism, without any of them coming across as fake or forced. Flint throws everything but the kitchen sink at the viewers, with remarkable success for the most part. It is the most elaborately written episode of the season so far.

Of course, in order to accurately convey a complex plot with multiple tensions, you need some help. Flint gets that in the form of an able director in Jay Chandrasekhar who has been at it for two decades (see his handling of the roof scene), and in a stellar group of guest stars.

A Muslim woman named Rameen Rajami is shot (injured, but not killed) as she leaves a youth center in the evening. Emotions run amok in the city as some citizens consider it a hate crime while others accuse the mayor of, as Dylan notes, “fabricating a fake hate crime to play to her base.” Jasmine informs our protagonists that they have eight hours to solve the case because the Mayor needs answers quickly, or else, she is ready to denounce the NYPD’s decision of not assigning the hate-crime squad to the case. 

They immediately get started by talking to people who knew Rameen such as the three girls from the youth center seen with Rameen in the opening scene and her brother Hassan (Arash Mokhtar). These two conversations provide particularly interesting insights on how presuppositions can cloud the negotiation of perception vs. reality.

First, Dylan and Lizzie assume that the “Go back to where you came from” and the “G3T OUT” graffiti writings on the wall of the youth center were painted by haters, but the girls quickly set them straight by letting them know that they painted them as a message to the haters. Sometimes you can recognize acting talent by a single appearance. Agneeta Thacker (playing Zara, the girl in the middle) is absolutely terrific when she dons the whaaat? look as she becomes aware of our duo’s assumptions and adds: “That was us. We painted that!”

Next, when Lizzie and Dylan talk to Hassan, Dylan expresses surprise at Hassan’s use of the term “head scarf” instead of “hijab.” Hassan puts on an expression of duh and tells Dylan, “Yeah, I’m American, I speak English.” So much for assumptions, dear Dr. Reinhart!

Through Hassan, Lizzie and Dylan learn that Rameen had confronted the mega-rich developer Brett Maxton (John Behlmann) who struck a deal to build condos where the community center is currently located. This is how the day progresses for our duo as they move from one person to another in an effort to solve the crime and find the culprit. Along with them, we meet Troy (Shiloh Fernandez), a young man who served in Afghanistan and suffering from schizophrenia, his landlady Ana (Marylouise Burke), and Troy’s friend Kev (Joshua de Jesus).

We are also introduced to an enthusiastic and, as Lizzie and Dylan quickly find out, efficient cop named Zack Clark who was the first at the crime scene. Stephen Rider nails the over-eager cop portrait that Zack paints and brings a breath of fresh air to not only the investigation but also to the precinct according to Lizzie: “Zack is the kind of new blood we need around here. A cop who still wants to change the world,” she says to Jasmine in an effort to get her Lieutenant to consider bringing Zack up in the squad. I don’t know if Lt. Gooden will take Lizzie’s advice seriously (she casually says “I’ll think about it”) but if this means more appearances by Rider as Zack in future episodes, I am game.

Speaking of recurring characters, Pete the stalker (Jay Klaitz) from “Heartless,” makes his third overall appearance, second as Pete no-longer-a-stalker, and first as the new homicide administrative assistant, partially thanks to the letter of recommendation written by Lizzie on his behalf in “Flat Line.” I am all for nods to continuity in procedurals, and Klaitz’s portrayal of the character managed to inject some quality comic relief in all three of his appearances. Count me in for more Pete.

Oh, and did I already mention how great all guest stars perform in “Long Shot”?

I will not go into the rest of the episode in detail, because it is worth watching twice if you have to, in order to understand how well the trail of clues work. I just wish it did not have to end in an explanation that rests on a bullet that accidentally ricocheted from a pole and hit the only individual on the street at that moment, triggered from the roof of a building by an old, unathletic, fragile landlady who happened to climb into a tall dumpster to retrieve the gun. Okay, I can accept that and move on.

What I cannot accept is how Dylan figures it out. First of all, I have a problem with the “Dylan figures it out” part of that sentence, or rather, with the idea that it accurately reflects what is happening more and more as the season progresses. Instinct is unfortunately adopting the same tired trope that the large majority of crime shows featuring a male and female co-leads have used for decades.. In fact, this episode makes it as in-your-face as possible by associating the show’s title with Dylan not once, not twice, but three times in the first twenty minutes, then stops just short of declaring Instinct “Dylan’s show” when Dylan himself describes in one word, with a smile, his blue-hued epiphany that magically solves everything: “Instinct.”

I already ranted on this in detail in my review of “Flat Line,” so I will keep it short. We get it, okay? Dylan, the male partner, is the star of the show, and Lizzie, the female partner is the sidekick to complement the male lead. Even the intro-monologue that we hear at the beginning of the show points toward this concept (see again my review of “Flat Line” for more on this). It’s unfortunate, because it did not start out this way – see the end of my episode 4 review. But since then, Lizzie’s role in crime solving has been more and more relegated to the background. It is unfair to Bojana Novakovic who has been nothing less than sensational as Lizzie Needham. Rant over on this particular topic, at least for this review.

Speaking of Dylan’s blue-hued epiphany, it is so much of a stretch that even the one in “I Heart New York” pales in comparison. Dylan is talking to Andy while preparing his bag for a hunting trip with his father. He tosses a pair of socks to his open bag and banks it in via the back of the sofa. That triggers his blue-hued epiphany that takes him back to a childhood memory in which Dylan, as a kid, aims away from the deer that his dad wanted him to shoot during another hunting trip, except that his bullet ricochets off a tree and still kills the deer. Again somehow, that alerts Dylan to think of the possibility that the shooter did not aim at Rameen but elsewhere, but that, again somehow, the bullet ricocheted off a pole and hit Rameen. There is your blue-hued epiphany that helps Dylan solve the crime, basically dismissing almost anything that the investigation previously uncovered.

There is a side-story in the episode reflecting on Dylan’s malaise about spending time with his father. It is handled well by Alan Cumming who is a master of reflecting inner conflict and psychological tension through his facial expressions. It somewhat contributes to Dylan’s character development but we realize later that its main purpose was to provide an avenue to lead into Dylan’s blue-hued-epiphany moment.

Last but not the least, “Long Shot” holds one of the most touching ending sequences of the show (rivaling that of “I Heart New York”) when Troy comes to thank Dylan and Lizzie. I love how Lizzie admires Troy’s gesture when she says, “You’re so welcome. No one does this,” and gives him her memento as a gift. Dylan’s genuine efforts to reach out to him were evidently not for nothing and might just make the viewer question how many so-called misfits can be helped if only others were to do the same. The ensuing brief dialogue between Lizzie and Dylan that closes out the episode is also a gem.  

Last-minute thoughts:

– Let me start with some useless nit-picking of the highest order. Early in the episode, when Lt. Gooden turns her computer around to show Lizzie and Dylan hate messages posted by people on social media, the one at the top (above the one read by Lizzie that begins with “When the shooter’s Muslim…”) reads “This wasn’t a hate crime” (thank you, pause button). When Lizzie focuses on that same message at the top few seconds later, it reads “Three down….” Get it together editors (smiling coyly).

– Lizzie and Jasmine, and the Mayor, can refer to Dylan as “shiny new toy” if they wish, I am staying away from it, at least for now.

– I must mention the hilarious scene in the locker room when Dylan poses as a member of the club where Julian and Maxton are playing squash. He is attempting to break into Maxton’s locker. Another member happens to be there, and Dylan is about to be exposed (figuratively) when he asks his name. Dylan drops his bathrobe, exposing himself (literally) full-frontal style to the member as he answers “Oliver Tate.” The old member quickly leaves, not interested in further chit-chat with Dylan. But he does not have it nearly as bad as Maxton who will, later in the day, use his computer without the knowledge that it rested on Dylan’s naked legs and dick* while he was downloading something from it.

* If Lizzie can use “dick” when referring to Maxton, I am assuming it is okay for me to use the same word in this review when referring to Dylan’s penis.

– Dylan breaks into Troy’s apartment and Ana follows her in. Isn’t that against police procedure, to put a bystander in harm’s way? Let’s chalk it up to Dylan not officially being a cop.

– Kev pulls one of the clunkiest escape-by-foot performances ever by an athletic youngster when he runs into a trolley, jumps over a desk and lands into a doctor passing by when he could have run straight through the opening on the right side of the desk. Apparently, he is also a terrible runner because Lizzie, carrying her phone in her left hand and her notebook in her right, and wearing a suit and heels, catches up with him in less than 30 seconds.

Until next episode…

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‘Killing Eve’ (BBC America) – Season 1, Episode 8 Review

God, I’m Tired” – aired on May 27, 2018
Writer: Phoebe Waller-Bridge
Director: Damon Thomas
Grade: 3 out of 5

Notice: All episode reviews contain spoilers

In the beginning of my review of “Sorry Baby” (episode 4), I raved about how efficiently Phoebe Waller-Bridge and her crew moved the narrative forward through the first half of the season, the last one ending with the promise of an upcoming face-off between Eve and Villanelle.

I also posed the following question: “Can the Eve-vs-Villanelle duel, by itself, carry the last four episodes?”

Then came “I Have a Thing About Bathrooms” (ep. 5), featuring that terrific one-on-one scene between the two leads that took place in Eve’s house. It was the zenith of season one, 12 minutes of sublime performances by Sandra Oh and Jodie Comer that left the viewers breathless. Yet, we still had three more episodes to go.

I was further alarmed following the airing of “Take Me to the Hole” (ep. 6). It was the weakest episode in the season leading up to the season finale. The storyline stumbled more than once in it, which led me to note that the show could risk falling victim to its own standards of excellence set by the first half of the season.

As I feared, the season finale “God, I’m Tired” failed to deliver the smooth landing that Killing Eve’s otherwise outstanding season deserved. I could claim to have seen this coming – I expressed it more than once since ep. 4 – due to the narrative structure of the season that was bound to leave the finale with little capital other than another showdown between Eve and Villanelle, but I would be partially lying because “I Don’t Want to Be Free,” the penultimate episode, assuaged some of my concerns by setting the stage for what I perceived, at the time, to be a strong finish to the season.

I turned out wrong, but the episodic structure of the overall narrative was only a small part of the problem. Although not devoid of great moments, “God, I’m Tired” single-handedly misfired on several fronts.

The episode ignored a couple of important arcs, wrote off (if we are to believe Carolyn) a main character in a bizarre scene, dismissed from the screen, less than thirty minutes into its running, the only other fascinating one left in the show (Fiona Shaw’s Carolyn) since Bill’s death in the third episode, and reduced the roles of three other ones down to little or nothing. It drove deliberately toward an extended Eve-Villanelle showdown when it did not have to – see the end of my episode 7 review.

It was a risky move to put all the eggs in one basket, because we already had a first-rate face-off between Eve and Villanelle three episodes ago. If another such face-off was going to occupy the season finale’s final minutes, it needed to eclipse the thrill of the first one. It did not. It was not even close.

It’s unfortunate because the beginning of “God, I’m Tired” showed promise when we joined Villanelle and Irina, Konstantin’s daughter, played delightfully by Yuli Lagodinsky, as they were squabbling over how they wanted each other dead. Never mind that Villanelle had a gun pointed at Irina’s face as they were bickering back and forth, because their dialogue was hilarious and worth every second. Irina was supposedly Villanelle’s hostage, but she is so “annoying,” as her dad confirmed, that it became hard to tell which one of the two was the real hostage. Kudos to Lagodinsky and Comer.

That was followed by another superb scene involving Eve and Kenny showing up in Carolyn’s hotel room unannounced. They catch Konstantin holding a hairdryer and Carolyn walking out of the bathroom as she clips her earrings on. Everyone is momentarily shocked to see each other and what follows for the next 30 seconds is a masterpiece dialogue, between four characters with their jaws on the floor, consisting of a succession of whaaaaat? type of questions coming out of their mouths, most of them going unanswered. Having watched the scene several times, I still marvel at the its brilliance; it is nothing less than Killing Eve at its best.

It should not go unnoticed that throughout the season when Eve and Carolyn are part of the same conversation, Oh and Shaw steal the moment with their brilliant ability to sound so natural while delivering the quirkiest lines (remember, for example, their first meeting at a café in “I’ll Deal with Him Later” and the awkward one as they come out of their hotel rooms and run into each other in “I Don’t Want to Be Free”).

Villanelle and Irina eventually arrive at Anna’s house because Villanelle (Oksana as Anna knows her) wants to reclaim the passport and money hidden in a jacket that she sent to Anna years ago. Instead, she finds a note in the jacket saying, “Sorry Baby,” surely left by Eve who, as we know from the previous episode, had found the jacket and taken possession of the passport and money.

This is also the first time Anna and Villanelle see each other since the tragic event that caused Villanelle/Oksana to get imprisoned years ago, leaving both of them emotionally scarred. Apparently, Anna carried a heavier emotional baggage than her Oksana did, because with Villanelle leading the “I-point-my-gun-at-you” count by 2-1, she decides to shoot herself, stifling the narrative potency of her storyline that had been so cleverly built until that point.

This is also around the time in “God, I’m Tired” when the writing begins to suffer (and this is coming from a huge Waller-Bridge fan). For almost seven full episodes, we reveled in Killing Eve’s ability to maintain a perfect balance between elements of quirk, comedy, and story development. The first half of the finale seemed to live up to that expectation until Anna’s death. From that point forward, while the quirk factor still remains in high gear, the comedy one loses steam, and the storyline turns clunky.

Konstantin and Eve have conversations which amount to a little more than nothing as they are driving toward Anna’s house. Eve asks pointed questions to Konstantin and it leads to back-and-forth chortles. I cringed every time Eve did it, not because Oh cannot chortle, but because it appeared so out of character for Eve (not for Konstantin though).

Konstantin summarizes the driving sequence well when Eve points a gun at him and asks for information while he is taking a piss (and ‘treats’ her – not us, thank heavens – to a view of his penis because, well, Eve would not let him put his hands down at first to “put it back”): “All I know is, that I want my daughter, they want me, and you want them. So, bring me to Irina and they will come to us, ok?” Thank you, Konstantin, for echoing my thoughts at the time: Can we please get on with this?

But “they” never show up when Konstantin and Eve meet up with Villanelle and Irina in a fairly crowded café. “They,” by the way, represents another story arc that seemed to be cleverly built throughout the season, only to have its potency fizzle out in the finale. We never learn anything about “they,” and unless the writing room decides to provide a worthy pay-off in season 2 with regard to who “they” or “The Twelve” are, this incomplete storyline will remain a thorn in season 1’s side.

Another (possibly) dropped storyline is the letter that Katia slipped under the door in prison. There was a considerable amount of attention focused on it in the preceding episode, so I refuse to believe that it will not play a role in the second season. The brief moment in this episode when Kenny notices the guard picking it up on closed-circuit footage gives me hope.

Speaking of Kenny, poor chap may have as well not been in this episode considering how insignificant he is in the few scenes that he appears. He is basically a bystander listening to others speak, barely a few words coming out of his mouth, not to mention that he gets scolded by his mom on the street. For good measure, Carolyn also tells him (and Eve) at the airport to “pack up the London office” when they arrive, because she plans to see the Villanelle case through on her own.

Eve, of course, has other plans because she just received a voicemail from Elena, another main character that does not even get to appear on screen in the finale (hey, at least we hear her voice which is more than we can say about the hapless husband Niko). Elena, through some impressive investigating, obtained Villanelle’s address in Paris, and you know that is where Eve plans to head. In a typical plot-device move, Carolyn and Kenny walk ahead of Eve into the plane from the gate, so that Eve can conveniently decide not to board behind them. Carolyn, one of the smartest characters in the series who should be well aware of Eve’s penchant for ignoring directives, apparently did not think of that possibility.

Konstantin, Irina, Anna, Carolyn, all dismissed from the screen within the first 30 minutes. Just like that we are left with Eve and Villanelle for the extended face-off part deux.

I know that many critics who are enamored with the show found some deep meaning in these last 10 minutes to justify the mayhem that took place in Villanelle’s apartment. Don’t get me wrong, I am also a fan of Killing Eve. It is one of my top three favorite shows of 2018 so far. Nevertheless, I cannot comfortably dismiss my impartiality when I put my reviewer hat on. The profound intellectual interpretation made through the narrow philosophical angle of one person with an emotional attachment to the show in question, especially with regard to the actions taken by characters in it, carries less weight for me than the coherence of the actual narrative.

Eve’s trashing of Villanelle’s Parisian apartment while downing a bottle of champagne is neither narratively coherent, nor gripping. One could say that she was possibly overwhelmed by the sense of power that she felt for the first time over Villanelle. After all, she got to be the one to invade the assassin’s personal space for a change (or… something). Okay, so what’s new? We already knew that she was totally obsessed with Villanelle, and vice-versa. She had sacrificed her marriage, her job, put her colleagues in harm’s way, and lied to her boss and others, all in the name of getting close to her “girlfriend” who, by the way, had savagely killed Eve’s closest friend. I am not sure what this awkward act of wrecking her house adds to that perception. I am with Villanelle all the way when she arrives home and sarcastically asks Eve, “So you trash my apartment because you like me so much?”

The better part of this otherwise lackluster face-off comes in its middle portion when the two women confess their attraction to each other, in their own unique ways. Eve recites the few sentences that we heard a number of times in the promos before even the show began and Villanelle tells Eve that she masturbates thinking about her. It’s brilliant acting by Comer and Oh. Once the confessions are over though, we dive back into the depths of codswallop.

Eve lays the gun down in the bed, the same gun that she had pointed to Villanelle earlier when she told her, not once but twice, that she was going to kill her. Villanelle picks up the gun, holds it, caresses it, and embraces it with both hands as she lays down next to Eve. At Eve’s request, Villanelle promises not to kill her and puts the gun on the floor, out of reach.

Right when things appear to be turning romantic, Eve stabs Villanelle in the abdomen with a knife, driving it deep into her flesh with an expression of hatred in her face. If this is supposed to be a “wow” moment, it succeeded for a split second, only because it made no sense (I actually murmured “seriously?”). The woman who uncontrollably shakes when holding a gun, who had the chance to kill Villanelle more than once in this episode alone (she also pointed a gun at her at the café earlier) but did not, who just got everything off her chest that she wanted to tell Villanelle, and let the gun go out of her hand, allowing Villanelle to pick it up, now decides to turn vicious out of nowhere and kill her via an act that requires a much bigger effort than pulling a trigger? She even gets on top of Villanelle so that she can use her weight to drive the knife deeper for crying out loud.

Oh, but hang on. Our touring of Codswallop City is not yet over. As Eve rams the knife deeper into Villanelle, she suddenly freaks out, exclaims “Oh God! Oh God!” She gets off Villanelle in a hurry, and runs into the kitchen, in order to find something to save the woman she brutally stabbed no more than a few seconds ago. Poor Bill must have been rolling in his grave.

Villanelle, bleeding profusely, falls off the bed as her stomach area turns red, grabs the gun on the floor, and begins shooting at Eve who, for her part, hides behind the wall. And somehow, Villanelle, who was, I repeat, bleeding profusely and rolling on the floor in pain while shooting, disappears from the apartment in a matter of six seconds (literally).

Oh-kay…!

It is an understatement to say that I can’t wait for the second season of this wonderful series. I am just not sure that I feel that way because the first one has been a great ride or because I want to forget as soon as possible the bitter taste left behind by the finale. Okay, I admit, I am exaggerating. Of course, I want more Killing Eve simply because it is a fabulous show. I just hope that season 2 will not lay all its cards down early and exhaust its creative pathways within the early episodes like season 1 did, and as such, will have a better shot at nailing its season finale.

Last-minute thoughts:

– Almost three minutes go by from the moment Villanelle puts a gun to Irina’s head, creating panic in the café, until she finally runs out and away. Thanks to the showrunners for depicting, for a change, a more realistic response time for the police and not ruining the moment. In countless TV shows, cops laughably arrive within seconds of a breaking incident.

– Eve, in an effort to convince a scared Kenny into confronting Carolyn with her, attempts to taunt him with, “Are you frightened of your own mother?” Kenny replies, “Of course! Isn’t everyone?” The brief expression of letdown in Eve’s face is priceless.

– I am glad that Sandra Oh got nominated for an Emmy award, I truly am. But as far as I am concerned, Jodie Comer stole the show, and apparently, there are others who thought so too.

– I missed Bill in every episode since his death. I did not miss Frank one bit. I also hope I will never have to worry about missing Carolyn or Elena for the remainder of the series.  

Until next episode…

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‘Killing Eve’ (BBC America) – Season 1, Episode 7 Review

I Don’t Want to Be Free” – aired on May 20, 2018
Writer: Rob Williams
Director: Damon Thomas
Grade: 4,5 out of 5

Notice: All episode reviews contain spoilers

Phoebe Waller-Bridge and writers have taken us on an exceptional ride since the season began seven weeks ago, and the road continued to get rockier with episode number 7. Nothing is what it seems, and nobody is who they appear to be – except one, more on that shortly. One delightfully executed revelation after another keeps us guessing, not about who the killer is or why the killing takes place, as is the case in most spy thrillers or crime series, but rather about the dubious nature of the pursuers.

As far as penultimate episodes are concerned, you will not find a much better one than “I Don’t Want to Be Free.” It’s not pitch-perfect but it mobilizes all the uncertainties accumulated about the show’s main characters over the six previous episodes, and sets the stage for the season finale that has the potential to go in several different directions.

The most noteworthy shift over the course of the last few episodes is the degree to which the relevance of Villanelle’s identity seems to have diminished. For weeks, many fans of the show obsessed over who she truly is, the place where she comes from, and the reason why she has turned into psychopathic killer. However, by doing so, we may have underestimated her candidness while overrating the intentions of the other characters.

Villanelle is the only character who has remained loyal to her original persona. She is essentially transparent in what she does and in what drives her. She embraces her job, she talks about it with others, and she announces to her victims that she is about to kill them (she did it again in this episode). She certainly lies less than all the other main characters and she does not even worry about showing her face in crime scenes or to the people pursuing her.

She is truly emerging as the only forthright character in the show, so to speak. As viewers, in some bizarre way, we may connect with her simply because she is often in the dark about the people surrounding her, in the same way that we feel when we see them on screen. Take Konstantin, for instance. We learn about Konstantin’s hidden identities and true purpose at the same pace as Villanelle does. Remember when she asked him at the end of “I Have a Thing About Bathrooms” about his connection to The Twelve? We were probably wondering the same thing ourselves. 

Villanelle’s instincts did not betray her. Konstantin is a shady character. He has his finger dipped in every sauce laid out on the figurative table and seems to know everyone sitting around it. He apparently (and masterfully) juggles different identities. He is Villanelle’s handler, a member of Russian intelligence, Carolyn’s contact person in Russia and, it appears, her outlet for sexual relief.

Speaking of Carolyn, she carries quite a few secrets too. She emerges as a double-spy, slash, traitor, slash, high-ranking member of a secret society, slash, je ne sais quoi. Eve, for her part, may not be as skilled as Carolyn and Konstantin in carrying secrets, but she has shown a number of times that, as long as ends justify the means, she is willing to lie, scheme, put her colleagues in harm’s way, or spy on her boss based on flimsy conjecture (that she turned out right at the end does not erase that fact).

And let’s not spare Kenny either who is, for some reason yet unknown, helping Eve spy on his mother to whom he refers to as “Carolyn.” Have I missed something there? He shares with Eve, his mother’s old photos “hidden in a safe behind her bookcase at home.” He also shows her, Carolyn’s “filthy” private correspondence with Konstantin from the late 1970s, that includes the term “butterfly bead.” Kenny says he “decided not to google that.” I concur with him.

As noted before, Villanelle is the only one without a second skin to peel away. Her true self is on display, as disturbing as it may be. She is an undeviating assassin surrounded by fake people. Even her new cellmate Inga (Emily McIllwraith) is a fake. She feigns being catatonic, with a razor hidden in her mouth, waiting for the opportunity to kill Villanelle. Instead, it’s Villanelle who eliminates her by puncturing her jugular vein with her teeth in a spectacularly filmed scene by director Damon Thomas.

By the time the episode ends, it behooves us to relegate our obsession with Villanelle’s identity to a secondary role and pose pertinent questions that point to everyone else. Who really are these people? Who really are The Twelve?

In the meantime, we finally get to meet Anna (Susan Lynch) and learn the details of Villanelle’s back story. Our assassin was an orphan who became fixated on Anna, her French instructor. Anna was her first love, it seems, and her obsession grew to the point where she ended up cutting off the husband’s penis, believing that Anna was staying with him only because he had one. That is why she was imprisoned. Coming up with a backstory as bland as this one must not have required too much brainstorming in the writing room, I presume. Then again, it fits the idea that, at this point, we should be more concerned with everyone else instead of Oksana’s origins.

There are some great dialogues, again, notably the one that kickstarts the episode when Eve and Carolyn run into each other in the morning at Hotel Atlasov where they are both staying. Carolyn certainly acts at first like she was caught with her hands in the cookie jar. Eve can’t help but wonder why her boss is wearing the same clothes as the day before or where she was coming from right at that moment. She literally asks these questions to Carolyn who, in exquisite style, ignores them and goes on with her own narrative. 

Dialogues between these two have truly become the cornerstones of Killing Eve’s “verbal excellence” and this one is no exception. For another example, see the “determined face” back and forth that takes place few minutes later. Sandra Oh and Fiona Shaw deliver their lines so efficiently that we get fascinated not only by the relevant information revealed in them, but also by the dry humor that they unleash upon our senses.

There are a couple of other scenes involving the two of them, one in which they are with Konstantin, the other with Kenny. The former clearly announces the hostility between Konstantin and Eve, the latter shows for the first time that Carolyn is getting annoyed with Kenny and Eve. When Eve reminds her that she was the one who assigned her the task of finding Villanelle, Carolyn responds in a chilling tone: “Yes. And I can take it away.” She is even more dismissive with Kenny: “Go back to London. Traveling makes you rude.” Eve and Kenny are, of course, not going anywhere.

Villanelle is eventually rescued while being transported with Agniya (the inmate she befriended in last week’s episode as part of her plan to kill Nadia) by a man named Anton (Andrew Byron). It is not clear how this was executed since we only see things from Villanelle’s perspective during the frantic scene. Anton rides a motorcycle and one of the guards in the vehicle is his ally. Somehow that results in a three-vehicle accident involving the prison van and police cars. Bunch of officers are killed in the process. We only know this because that is what Villanelle sees when she walks out of her prisoner transportation vehicle. For good measure, the guard also kills Agniya, the cancer-stricken inmate who is confused and says, “I don’t want to be free.”  

Anton takes Villanelle to an abandoned building to inform her that he is her new handler. He is arrogant, irritating, and he talks in a truly patronizing tone throughout the conversation. It becomes quickly obvious that he is nothing more than a plot device, and a poorly written one, frankly.

In one of the dumbest moves of all times by any villain in the history of TV shows, Anton points a loaded gun at Villanelle for a few seconds – as if that were supposed to startle her, it does not – before arrogantly smiling and handing it to her. It’s the gun that she is supposed to use to carry out her next job, which is to kill Konstantin (apparently, he has also become a nuisance to the powers that be).

Villanelle smiles back and asks Anton “are you always like this?” Then, she shoots him, naturally. Anton was evidently the only individual on earth who did not consider that to be a possibility. He duly joins Frank in the ranks of buffoons that make you wonder how they reached their positions in their respective organizations with such low IQs.

It’s the only portion of the hour that stumbles a bit. Once it’s over, we enter the second half of the episode which almost entirely consists of Eve’s visit to Anna and Villanelle’s visit to Konstantin. Eve learns all kinds of details about Villanelle/Oksana’s past through Anna. She also feels obligated to reveal to her, for her own protection, that Oksana is not dead and that she is currently in Moscow. She also realizes that Konstantin was the one who lied to Anna about Oksana being dead. I already told you above that Konstantin had his finger dipped in every sauce possible, remember?

But guess what? The bearded jack of all trades is also in trouble himself…

All cards are laid on the table as Villanelle breaks into his house and holds him at gunpoint when he arrives, claiming that she is also keeping his family “in a cupboard somewhere.” They may get to live if he dies.

Throughout this scene, Villanelle stays true to her nature, she hides nothing. She tells Konstantin that “they” want him dead. When he asks who told her that, she answers, “Anton.” When he asks where Anton is, she replies, “he is dead.” She even confirms to Konstantin that Anton gave her the assignment to kill him. When Konstantin asks what she wants, she replies “I want to do my job.” It means Konstantin must “go.” Villanelle offers no lies, keeps no secrets. Compare that to Konstantin who, held at gunpoint, still tries to scheme his way out of trouble. He does get away at the end, somehow. Never mind his family, I guess.

The episode ends with what is supposed to be a big twist involving Carolyn. Personally, I was not nearly as shocked as I would have been, had that twist taken place two or three episodes ago. By the end of “I Don’t Want to Be Free,” however, there was no revelation about Carolyn that was going to surprise me.

A very promising season finale awaits us and last Sunday’s episode, through solid scripting, excels in building a plausible foundation for it. Outside of the questionable Anton scene, nothing is pedestrian or rushed here. I also applaud writer Rob Williams and Waller-Bridge for not ending the penultimate episode by signaling a season finale that focuses solely on a Villanelle-Eve showdown. It would have been a trap, in my opinion, to reduce so many complex plots and expertly written characters to a season finale that features a prolonged duel of some sort between the two.

Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adored their face-off in episode 5 – see my review – and I don’t mind seeing some more of that next Sunday. It is refreshing, though, to go into the season finale knowing that there will be more substance to it than just the synergy between Eve and Villanelle.

Until next episode…

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