After a three-year absence, Britain’s despicable odd couple returns for their final season, and they went out on a high note. The schemes were even more ridiculous and awful, and the narcissism and self-deception is way up there. The last episode managed to feel like there was a bit of closure without it going out of its way to feel like a “finale.” I am definitely going to miss Mark and Jeremy and their brand of absurd voice-overs.
The second season shook up the formula in more ways than one. Most obviously, where in season 1, each episode was split into the perspectives of Noah and Alison (both of the Affair-ers), season 2 threw the former spouses into the mix, and alternated them in every other episode. This expanded the previously narrow scope of the narrative, and gave us a bunch of really interesting peripheral stories for these characters who were less entwined in our main characters lives now. Beyond that, we got to see a lot of transformational moments in all four of our characters, partially assisted by frequent time jumps, eventually bringing all the disparate threads together for a quite satisfying finale. Though the high point for me was the episode featuring Cynthia Nixon as Noah’s therapist. It should come as no surprise this would land in the wheelhouse of Sarah Treem and Hagai Levy, creators of the HBO show In Treatment. The back-and-forth and masterfully crafted insight into Noah’s (often less than sympathetic) character was a really great change of pace in an at times more plot-focused season.
Unfortunately, Season 1 of Manhattan was one of the excellent shows that slipped the deadline for me last year, or it would have been a prime Top 20 candidate. While Season 2 continued strong, a couple things kept it from being as strong as last year. First, while one of last season’s strengths were the moral grays of the characters involved in building a weapon of mass destruction, there were a few moments this season that felt like they were trying to make it easier on the audience by giving the characters more black and whites. This wasn’t always the case, and the unnamed spy was a good example of the former. Second, while parts of the finale worked for me, there was just a bit too much convenient plot contrivance which made me feel like I was watching a different show. Like “this is a finale, and ALL the things need to come to a head!” Still, these are minor nitpicks on a compelling, thoughtful thriller of a season.
Oh shit, you’re fuming, I can tell! “You cheated!” you’re thinking out loud, “That’s a video game, not a TV show!” Yeah, I’m ready for the riots and protesters outside my door. It is true, this episodic adventure didn’t air on network TV, or basic cable. It wasn’t available on HBO Now or Netflix. In fact, it wasn’t even a Yahoo! Screen exclusive. This series was distributed under the guise of a video game. Telltale Games has consistently been producing TV-quality interactive storytelling for the last 5 years, but Tales From the Borderlands was the first time it really felt like it was pushing the boundary between the media in a new and compelling way. The voice acting, writing, direction, and soundtrack all worked in tandem to create a truly transporting experience, where you could play a (granted, minor) part in crafting some really quite excellent storytelling. I’m going to call out the soundtracks one more time, as each episode began with some of the tightest, dramatic, entertaining, hilarious opening title sequences of any TV show, much less video game, each with its own distinctive feel. They weren’t interactive, but set the scene and pulled you into the action that was to come. After the bleak and heavy The Walking Dead, The Wolf Among Us, and Game of Thrones, Tales From the Borderlands was a refreshing jolt of fun and adventure injected into the Telltale formula. Instead of the setpieces being “mash a button to hack off my own leg before the zombies eat me,” it was “jump out of the way of a speeding RV, grab a chain, swing onto another truck, kick the driver out of the door, and grab the wheel, while bullets whiz past”. These sequences weren’t as awe-inspiring as, say, an Uncharted action scene, but when thrown into them in the middle of a dialogue where you get to guide the narrative or try to keep some difficult secondary characters from turning on one another, it gives you just enough agency to feel like you’re a part of the story. I was genuinely sad to be saying good-bye to these people when Episode 5’s credits rolled. If you have a computer, or game console, or tablet, or phone, you should check it out.
While perhaps not as tightly crafted as the masterful Season 2, the final season of Hannibal still had just enough macabre delights and cinematographic wonders to be one of the most enjoyable shows this year. While the first half of the season felt at times a bit aimless, it also had a great amount of Gillian Anderson, in a much expanded role. And the conclusion of the first arc was both chilling and satisfying. The Red Dragon arc that took up the second half was a lot tighter, and ended with one of the most riveting and beautiful scenes I’d seen this year. It’s a shame that no one was watching this gem of a show.
Well, having not been compelled to continue with Season 1 last year, I was drawn by the critical buzz around Season 2, and so gave it another chance. And was I glad I did. While there was a lot that was funny here, it was the well-drawn (pun intended) characters that really stood out toward the end of the first and through the second season. Bojack is a tragic character, searching for purpose and happiness years after his popularity from his hit sitcom has faded. We bounce back and forth between empathy and exasperation as he tries to fix his life and himself, and makes mistakes along the way. Will Arnett makes this half-horse feel very human in many ways.
Season 3 felt more personal and relateable than the previous seasons, and pulled me in a lot more. Some of the challenges of balancing family with ideology came to a head this season in ways that were merely touched on in Season 1. The acting was again top notch, and the direction for some of the biggest scenes this season was powerful in part because of how minimally directed they were.
This season finally put some more focus into the more plot-heavy whodunnit elements of the show, which have never been the most captivating. That being said, the direction the story moved was still fairly satisfying, and the character work was still very strong. In fact, they pulled off the monumental task of making Teddy Jr, previously one of the most repellent and characters on TV, somewhat sympathetic.
While not bad, this past year was certainly the weakest stretch for my favorite (and only*) zombie show. Even disregarding the truly botched plot twist (thanks, Talking Dead), there was too much focus on the weakest supporting characters this year, and sitting with their over-the-top brooding. That’s not character arc, that’s a pity party. The show had previously been pretty good at recognizing when an actor and character are really working well, and spending time there, but made some missteps this year. Despite that, this season had some very strong moments, highlighted by a very ballsy 90-minute flashback episode that stepped away from the action that everyone clearly wanted resolved immediately. While much of the internet reaction was outrage at such an out of place hippy-dippy episode, I thought it was the perfect time for it, and that it worked really well. Alexandria lives on.
* (not really only, but only that uses zombies as a horror/gross-out device)
Finally caught up earlier this year on the comedy that no one told me I should have been watching. In addition to just plain hilarious sketch comedy, Amy is a loud and unapologetic female voice who jabs at injustice and hypocrisy in our society. Her obvious highlight this season was ’12 Angry Men Inside Amy Schumer’, the full-episode commentary on how women are treated in Hollywood. As someone who often makes the mistake of reading internet comments, it was shocking how many of the ridiculous things the rather cartoonish men say rang too real: “Her ass makes me furious!” (I will not be able to see Paul Giamatti again without hearing that.)
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