The problem with watching TV these days is it hurts you. Not in ways you can see or even imagine, but it still sucks the smarts out of you and makes a mockery of intelligence and reality. Which is why I don't watch it. Except for the last few Sunday nights.
I'm watching Quantico...one of those pretty people make pretty heroes up against impossible odds kind of shows. I'm doing it because Russell Tovey is in it and we're tweeting. And...thank the gods...he's damned good in it. The camera loves him when he's moving and acting and doing his thing. He gives his line readings a lovely spin and has more chemistry with the lead female than the nominal male lead does. So that part is not a waste.
But the writing...OMG...it's an embarrassment. The show has a hostage situation where something like 1600 people are being held in a high-rise in downtown NYC and the terrorist-kidnappers have people patrolling all over the place, but the lead female gets to scurry about without being seen...and gets an extra set of bad-guy clothes...and yet for some reason the lead male winds up attacking her as a way to get someone's hood off without realizing who she is until he does realize and it just goes on and on.
I have yet to see one original concept in it after 3 episodes. And these supposedly super-smart people keep doing stupid things to forward the story -- like blundering questions while trying to find out something about someone else. And the CIA has a father and daughter working together to train them? There's even a body falling from the sky scene straight out of Die Hard.
I justified taking time out to watch it by doing some sewing.
I'm watching Quantico...one of those pretty people make pretty heroes up against impossible odds kind of shows. I'm doing it because Russell Tovey is in it and we're tweeting. And...thank the gods...he's damned good in it. The camera loves him when he's moving and acting and doing his thing. He gives his line readings a lovely spin and has more chemistry with the lead female than the nominal male lead does. So that part is not a waste.
But the writing...OMG...it's an embarrassment. The show has a hostage situation where something like 1600 people are being held in a high-rise in downtown NYC and the terrorist-kidnappers have people patrolling all over the place, but the lead female gets to scurry about without being seen...and gets an extra set of bad-guy clothes...and yet for some reason the lead male winds up attacking her as a way to get someone's hood off without realizing who she is until he does realize and it just goes on and on.
I have yet to see one original concept in it after 3 episodes. And these supposedly super-smart people keep doing stupid things to forward the story -- like blundering questions while trying to find out something about someone else. And the CIA has a father and daughter working together to train them? There's even a body falling from the sky scene straight out of Die Hard.
I justified taking time out to watch it by doing some sewing.
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