Category: TV Dramas (Page 58 of 235)

Wuthering Heights

Here’s a long forgotten relic from the past. It’s a BBC adaptation from 1967 of the Emily Brontë classic, and there’s really only one reason it’s out on DVD at all: It stars Ian McShane (“Deadwood”) as Heathcliff. I’m a slave to all things “Wuthering Heights,” and not just because Kate Bush put her stamp on it, either. I’ll watch any adaptation of the book that comes out, and my wife tells me this makes me a very strange man, since to her mind, it’s not a story that many guys dig. What’s not to like? A guy is jilted by his one true love and proceeds to makes life for her (and everyone she knows) a living hell. I get it; I see where ol’ Heathcliff is coming from. He probably takes it a bit too far, though, especially in the second half of the story, when Cathy’s been dead for years and he’s still pissed off and inflicting all manner of pain and degradation on the next generation. Dude – you’ve got to learn to let it go! I say this through every version, and of course he never gets it right. But those misty moors keep calling me back for further helpings, and I can’t get enough “Wuthering Heights.”

Unfortunately, this isn’t one of the better adaptations, especially given how many strong versions have been produced in recent years. With a running time of just over 3 hours, it pretty much covers the entire story, which is certainly a plus. However, the DVD artwork is somewhat misleading. The full color shot of McShane and Angela Scoular (who plays Cathy) might lead you to believe this is considerably more sumptuous than it actually is. It is in fact in black and white, and the video quality is mediocre at best. The entire thing feels like a stage play on film, and perhaps worst of all, it has no musical score whatsoever. It’s pretty creaky, vintage British TV that’s ultimately saved by McShane, who, even at the age of 25, plays an utter bastard (literally) better than most. Even with the problematic production values, he’s a force with which to be reckoned. The same can’t be said for Scoular, who’s one of the brattiest and most unlikable Cathys ever filmed. Ultimately, this version is only going to have two audiences: “Heights” completists like myself, and female McShane fans with a masochistic streak.

Sons of Anarchy 2.7 – Gilead

Kurt Sutter announced on his Twitter page a few days ago that tonight’s episode was his favorite to date, and I’m not really sure why. (He claims he’s a big fan of the HBO drama, “Oz.”) It wasn’t a bad episode, but when compared to the rest of the season, it just felt a little flat. Part of that had to do with the fact that not a whole lot really happened, especially when you consider that all three storylines were dealing with the same thing: getting SAMCRO out of prison. Forced to hang out in the San Joaquin County Correctional Facility while they await their hearing (which has been conveniently delayed), the Sons are quick to proposition their fellow black prison mates for protection when they discover that the LOAN-affiliated skinheads have orders to kill them.

Getting protection is easier said than done, however, as the leader of the black gang requests two favors from Clay before he’ll even think about putting the lives of his guys on the line. The first is handled quite easily (and humorously) when Juice lures one of their enemies into a private area with the promise of a little Latino loving, only for the black gang to jump him and beat the dude to a pulp. The second favor requires Clay to reach outside the prison gates to Opie for help in framing a Chinese tranny snitch (say that five times fast) that screwed over one of their soon-to-be prison pals. But after he pays off the club’s police friend and plants a shitload of drugs in the target’s car, the tranny shoots the cop and gets away. With Juice already in the medical ward after getting a shiv to the back and the others only hours away from getting stabbed themselves, things are starting to look dim when ATF Agent Stahl makes a surprise visit.

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She’s come to see Clay in prison with a proposition of her own: give up SAMCRO’s IRA connection in exchange for their release. Clay flat-out refuses, but when she suggests that she speak to Jax instead (dropping a hint that she knows all about their heated feud), it severely pisses him off. Within seconds of returning to his cell, Clay and Jax are engaged in an all-out brawl, and though Clay is certainly bigger and stronger, I have to admit that Jax certainly held his own. At least, he came out of the fight the least for wear. Still, although Jax and Clay remain at each other’s throats, Jax gives Agent Stahl the same answer, but only after he deconstructs her entire interrogation technique and then indirectly threatens her by asking about Agent Kohn’s whereabouts. Sly bastard, that Jax.

When all was said and done, however, the Sons were able to post bail with the help of Elliot, who finally agreed to let Gemma borrow the $300,000 after she practically begged him for it. He certainly owes the club that much after they castrated the carnie who raped his daughter and then stopped Jacob Hale from forcing him to sell his land. Still, I can’t help but wonder what the point of this episode was if they’re just going to walk away from it without anyone ever mentioning it again. I mean, it’s not like any judge is just going to give them a slap on the wrist and set them free, so how exactly will the Sons get out of this mess once and for all? My guess? Jax will eventually succumb to Agent Stahl’s pressure and give up the IRA in trade for their freedom. After all, it’s not like they’re going to want to do business with those Irish bastards any more after they practically stabbed them in the back. Let’s hope not, anyway.

Mad Men 3.10 – If you want to send a message…

Believe it or not, Will Harris has made a quick jump across the pond to the UK on a super secret mission of entertainment reportage this week. No word if he’ll be in communications with the 21st century descendants of Saint John Powell, Lane Pryce, and the rest of Sterling Cooper’s British overlords. As a result, however, I’m allowed one more whack at this whole “Mad Men” recap thing this week.

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So…Don’s lies are becoming more transparent than ever. He arrives for dinner one night and is dutifully given his drink by Betty. She asks him if he’ll be sleeping at home and the answer is no. More work he says. Betty simply accepts that he commuted all the way from Manhattan to Connecticut, only to return to the office later on. This is apparently a regular thing these days.

Soon Don is in bed with the alluring Suzanne Farrell, lest we forget, daughter Sally’s teacher. This episode is entitled “The Color Blue,” and they have a discussion about a boy in her class who wonders if the blue that he sees is the same blue that everyone else sees. She told the boy honestly that she didn’t know. Don’s answer is, not surprisingly, a lot more cynical. Some of us might see something different, but we’d rather keep the differences to ourselves. I wonder what Don will think of the “do your own thing” meme coming a few years down the road.

At work, presumably the next day, Don complains that a commercial being staged for him has a pause in it that will ruin the impact. Peggy Olson, who was playing the lead role in the dramatization, comes up with a simple and effective way to streamline the commercial. Don’s happy and Peggy’s happy. Paul Kinsey, who dreamed up the initial version, is not and goes into full whine mode. It’s not pretty.

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Sons of Anarchy 2.6 – Falx Cerebri

After last week’s cliffhanger left the survival of Chibbs up for question, I honestly believed that Jax would amend his decision against immediate retaliation and mount a full-scale war against LOAN himself. Luckily, Chibbs is going to be just fine, and as it turns out, Jax is a lot cooler in the head than I thought. While he’s just as bloodthirsty as the others for revenge, he’s still playing it smart by doing whatever he can to delay the inevitable. So when Clay approaches Wayne about tracking down Ethan and AJ (who have since gone off the grid), Jax does the same with David, only he promises that they’ll actually play things by the book.

While they wait around for that intel, Wayne and Juice set out to clean up the crime scene before the Feds arrive. Unfortunately, they come earlier than expected, and catch Juice standing in front of the car with a hose and a jug of bleach. He plays it off as having a serious case of OCD and is let off the hook, but when they try another plan involving spilling urine on the tech’s lab kit (and thus ruining the results of the test), Wayne accidentally spills it all over the actual tech instead. That means the Feds are going to know the real truth behind the explosion, and though the car bomb won’t incriminate the Sons, it does bring a lot of unwanted attention to some of their other unsavory hobbies. In fact, it’s even scared the Irish gun suppliers into meeting with LOAN. We don’t know what that meeting was about just yet, but seeing as how Ethan originally wanted the Sons to stop selling guns to the minority gangs, I think I have a pretty good idea.

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Meanwhile, Tara’s freaking out about everyone’s safety following the attack on the club (namely hers), so Gemma gives her a gun from her surprisingly extensive collection and takes her shooting behind Luanne’s studio using porn posters as targets. What started out as yet another bonding moment between Gemma and Tara, however, quickly turned into a refreshing bit of comedy when the pair started shooting up the car of that porn star who was hitting on Jax a few weeks back. It wasn’t entirely necessary to the episode – especially since it was already a pretty slow-burning hour of television – but it was a nice addition nonetheless.

Speaking of slow burns, last night’s main storyline took quite a while to get going. However, once Jax and David followed up on a tip about the location of AJ Weston – only to get shot at by his brainwashed son – it practically sprinted to its unlikely finish line. Jax has been warning the club for some time now that Ethan is smarter than the average thug, so when David took a grinning Polly into the station after learning that her father would be attending a membership rally later that night, you just knew that the Sons were being played once again. When the rest of the club finds out about the rally, Clay leads a welcoming committee to go pick him up, despite Jax’s warning that local cops are already on the way. Unfortunately, no one listens, and when they bust into the building armed with guns, they discover that the rally in question is actually just a charity dinner.

Seconds later, the cops arrive, and everyone but Opie (who manages to get the hell out of dodge, though not before crashing his bike) is taken away. I’m not exactly sure how SAMCRO is going to get themselves out of this mess (they were caught both red-handed and on-camera), but there’s no way the series could survive with most of the team locked up in jail. On a side note, though, next week’s prison episode looks positively awesome.

Mad Men 3.9 – L.S.M.F.T.

Well, I think it’s far to say that they had dirty dreams in the ’60s, based on what’s running through Betty’s mind when the phone rings and wakes her up…and when she’s holding the baby, no less. Turns out it’s Connie, calling for Don and trying to wrack his brain about a business decision. Whether or not it’s helpful for Connie isn’t immediately evident, but it prevents Don from getting back to sleep, leading him to a late-night drive and a close encounter with Sally’s teacher on a jog, eventually finding him heading to his office and crashing on the couch. Betty, meanwhile, tries to be a dutiful mother and see the kids off to the school, but when she’s given the opportunity to bail out and go to sleep, she does…but not before first composing a letter to Henry Francis, asking, “Does anyone else read this?” The answer: not if Betty’s going to be writing him.

Mad men - SalThe Lucky Strike ad campaign looked like it was going to result in Sal getting lucky, but after rejecting the drunken advances of Lee Garner, Jr., the company’s representative, he quickly found himself in a position where the guy wanted him off the project. It was such a surreal event for all parties concerned…Garner for having his advances shunned, Sal for getting hit on in the first place, and then Harry for getting the alcohol-fueled phone call from Garner…that it’s no wonder that the whole situation ended up completely FUBAR, but I have to admit that I didn’t expect it to truly end with Sal getting dismissed from Sterling-Cooper. My wife was particularly fascinated by the conversation between Don and Sal, specifically when Sal questioned the sort of reaction that would’ve occurred had it been a woman who had been hit on: “It would depend on who the woman was and what I knew about her.” It was harsh, but it’s not like we’re dealing with a world of H.R. interactions and constant lawsuits. We’re in Take-One-For-The-Team territory, and although you could see from Don’s reaction that his knowledge of Sal’s shenanigans doesn’t mean in any way that he approves of them, one must rise above and look at the business side of the situation…and the fact of the matter is that Lucky Strike is a big account, and Sal should’ve done anything to save it. Anything.

Aside from Sal’s storyline, this week was predominantly about two burgeoning relationships: the one between Betty and Henry, and the one between Don and…Connie? Yeah, it’s fair to say that, although Don’s obviously a smitten kitten when it comes to Sally’s teacher, the more important goings-on this week were between him and Mr. Hilton. It’s made imminently clear that it’s not exactly easy to have a normal sleeping schedule with you’re working with Connie, but it’s even harder to figure out where you stand with the man. The two of them shared several in-depth conversations over late night drinks (including the great moment when they’re enjoying a little bit of “hair tonic” from circa the Prohibition era), and Connie all but said that he viewed Don as being like a son, but by episode’s end, Connie seems furious at Don for being unable to read him like a book about this whole “Hiltons on the moon” concept. Between this incident and the Lucky Strike fiasco, then coming home to Betty being Betty, given what we know about Don, it’s only to be expected that he would be going out trolling for a little stress relief. Still, how about that pitiful excuse of claiming that Connie called, even though he knows full well that Betty would’ve heard the phone if he had? Man, Don’s just not even trying any more…

Mad Men - Don Draper in dark brown suitMeanwhile, Betty’s attempts at pursuing something with Henry didn’t exactly go as she’d planned. When it appeared that they’d be able to enjoy their handwritten communiques without prying eyes, she started to get excited, but then he tried to take it a step further by showing up at the Draper residence, and that completely freaked her out. (By the way, just how stupid does Betty think Carla is, anyway?) Still, after their subsequent phone call, she started to get excited again, only be totally let down when he bailed out on a campaign-related appearance and sent someone else in his stead. Clearly, this is a case where the man and the woman are approaching the situation from two completely different directions, but you can kind of understand her reaction of showing up at his office and throwing the locked box at him. And, hey, it did lead to a passionate kiss…well, you know, as passionate as an ice queen like Betty gets. But in the end, she backed away from the situation, and it looked for a moment like the relationship between Don and Sally’s teacher was traveling on a parallel track, but if you really thought it would end that way, then you’re just not giving the old Don Draper charm enough credit. Instead, he’s going back to school, and Betty…well, she’s back to dreaming the same dreams she was when the episode back.

A few random comments to close:

* Peggy teamed up with the two new guys to offer a possible Hilton campaign, but her new comrades in arms didn’t do her any favors, though at least part of that may have been due to Don’s lack of sleep. It did, however, result in at least one great line from Don toward the young buck with the highly accented speech: “Now that I can finally understand you, I’m less impressed with what you have to say.”

* I thought it was hilarious that Pete spent the entire scene on the set of the Lucky Strike commercial coughing up a lung from his attempt to smoke one of the client’s cigarettes.

* I loved that, when Don came home from having to back Sterling’s decision to fire Sal, he already had bottle and glass in hand before he answered Betty’s question, “How was your day?”

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