The reason to watch it is Jonny Lee Miller, and, yeah, nothing else.
Well, it’s smart and exciting and moving without showing any of the pesky nuts and bolts of what make a show smart and exciting and moving. You know how on Mad Men sometimes, just sometimes, you can almost see the writers straining to get that story arc so perfectly crafted? That doesn’t happen on Breaking Bad, probably because by design it’s smaller, lower to the ground, scruffier. It’s a show about a guy dying of cancer who starts cooking meth to leave his family with some money and is therefore about big things like Death & Dying and The Drug Trade In the American Southwest, but it’s also maybe the most quietly pro-family (in the good way) show on the air. It’s got a deep and satisfying and thoroughly realistic humanity to it that makes you feel like you’re watching friends, people you know. Which makes it all the more shocking when the drugs and the guns and the bodies start piling up.
Shit. I think this may be one of those terrible ones. I mean it’s tough to say: The Flash TV show with Dawson’s dad was a childhood favorite, Buffy and X-Files in high school, The West Wing and Sopranos a college favorite, and then The Wire. But my favorite? Shit. I have no idea. I can’t decide.
Okay I know. Doctor Who. That is one show from age 11 to age 29 that I have consistently loved across the board. The crazy adventure mixed with the sensitive nature of the characters has always been something I’ve loved. Mixed in with some good old creepy science fiction and time travel has always twixed me in the right way.
Jasom Katims of Friday Night Lights created this show? And Tommy Schlamme from The West Wing is the producer/director? Not to mention Grazer and Ron Howard and that cast? If there was a category for Biggest Attempt Ever at Give This TV Show Every Television Award on the Planet, this show would be the sole nominee in that category.
Don’t know whether I like the show or not yet, but it’s going to be tough to dislike it.