Burn Notice is something of an odd show for the USA Network. While most of the USA output is fluffy stuff like Monk or Psych, Burn Notice is quite edgy and dark – a spy show where villains frequently get shot by the good guys, who are all busily trying to avoid getting shot by the people who are supposed to be good guys, too.
After a slightly intermittent first season in which most of that initial edginess was squandered on USA Network quirkiness, the second season has been far superior. After the introduction of BSG‘s/Canada’s Next Top Model‘s Tricia Hilfer as Carla, one of those responsible (possibly) for the ‘burn notice’ that ostracised our hero from the rest of the spy community, we gamboled merrily along from explosion and murder to explosion and murder – via way of the equally vicious spy Michael Shanks from Stargate SG-1 – in the hope that by the end of the season, we’d know what was going on and what Carla was up to.
Did we?
As you might have noticed from one of my recent asides, I went to see Tropic Thunder over the weekend. Not much point doing a full review – the film’s not one of Ben Stiller’s best, most of the cast are either underused or indifferent (Jack Black I’m thinking of you, but Danny McBride is excellent) but it does have some great moments as well as Robert Downey Jr mumbling as per usual.