I’m Rob Buckley, a journalist who writes for UK media magazines that most people have never heard of although you might have heard me on the podcast Lockdown Land or Radio 5 Live’s Saturday Edition or Afternoon Edition. I’ve edited Dreamwatch, Sprocket and Cambridge Film Festival Daily; been technical editor for TV producers magazine Televisual; reviewed films for the short-lived newspaper Cambridge Insider; written features for the even shorter-lived newspaper Soho Independent; and was regularly sarcastic about television on the blink-and-you-missed-it “web site for urban hedonists” The Tribe. Since going freelance, I've contributed to the likes of Broadcast, Total Content + Media, Action TV, Off The Telly, Action Network, TV Scoop and The Custard TV.
In contrast to all the other shows that decided with their second episodes to improve on their crappy pilots this season, Limitless appears to have been planned this way all along. Which is odd. The first episode was generic dullness – a continuation that bolted a police procedural format onto the superior Bradley Cooper movie about a slacker who takes a drug that gives him incredible mental capabilities but which has lethal withdrawal symptoms.
As I mentioned at the time, it was inherently not much different from any number of other CBS “clever people solve crimes” shows, such as The Mentalist, Numb3rs, Elementary, Criminal Minds, Intelligence, Scorpion, and CSI, beyond a little more spit and polish, presumably acquired through experience of making so many identikit shows.
The oddest feature of the first episode was its messed up casting, with livewire Jennifer Carpenter from Dexter cast as the dull FBI agent who plays second fiddle to twentysomething musician-slacker Jake McDorman from Manhattan Love Story. What were the producers thinking, I wondered?
Well, it’s quite clear what they were thinking now, since apparently, the pilot was intended to lure in the fans of the movie. But as of episode two, the series officially became a comedy with occasionally dark undertones. It became Chuck. A better Chuck than Chuck in fact, since at least it can manage to do action and Carpenter doesn’t have to look like a lovesick puppy the whole time (poor Yvonne Strahovski).
And as a comedy, it’s actually quite fun, warm, engaging and inventive – considerably better and nicer, in fact, than just about anything CBS classes as a comedy. Best touch of the show so far, beyond some wildly inventive fantasy sequences, has been the recruitment in the third episode of McDorman’s fellow lead from Manhattan Love Story,Analeigh Tipton, as his ex-girlfriend, newly impressed by the NZT-improved McDorman.
What it isn’t any more is either a good police procedural, since its plots wander between dull and unrealistic, or a continuation of the movie Limitless, beyond constant acknowledgements of the existence of Bradley Cooper’s character and the NZT MacGuffin. Tonally, it’s off completely here: Cooper has evolved into something a tad evil, and NZT does little except make McDorman a bit more energetic, focused and smarter. There’s little of the OCD, drive and mastery of the world that the movie’s NZT brought to Cooper.
Indeed, McDorman is well cast as the driftless and not-that-smart-even-on-NZT lead, well suited to the idea of an amiable shmuck who can drag up inspiration from old episodes of Miami Vice and dream-sequence all manner of hard-boiled shenanigans and adventures for Carpenter, since he isn’t allowed to go on missions with her, only stay in the back room analysing things on his regulation one pill a day.
I still think Carpenter would have been a better lead, and it would have been interesting for a change to have a show about a female slacker turning her life around, and not through setting up a cupcake business. The vestigial dark through-narrative about Cooper blackmailing McDorman also sits oddly next to the rest of the almost exclusively comedic and heartwarming qualities of the show.
But as it stands, Limitless is now a considerably more interesting, albeit different show than when it started.
Barrometer rating: 2 TMINE’s prediction: I’m not on NZT, but I think this has the potential to run and run. However, I’m not convinced it quite has that magical ingredient needed to make an audience love it.
In the US: Tuesdays, 8/7c, ABC In the UK: Mondays, 8pm, Sky1. Starts October 19th
I think it’s fair to say the universal reaction to the first episode of The Muppets was “Oh my God, what have you done?” An attempt to update The Muppet Show as a mockumentary set behind the scenes of Miss Piggy’s supposed late night chat show, it tried to give us adult, cringe comedy and depth of relationships.
It was horrible. It was wrong.
In common with a number of other new US shows this autumn, subsequent episodes have been an attempt to correct the pilot and put the programme on a stronger footing. Here, episode two seemed to show the right direction, effectively ditching most of the adult-oriented content in favour of what was basically a single-camera version of The Muppet Show, complete with a plethora of celebrity cameos, only with less slapstick and fewer laughs. It wasn’t great, but at least it didn’t make you want to a hug a toy Kermit and cry out “What have they done to you, old friend?”
Unfortunately, episode three started edging back towards the adult. Not hugely, but the joke count plummeted again, despite Christina Applegate’s best efforts.
It might well be that given time, The Muppets would end up being the comedic delight it should have been. But it’s not right now, so I guess it’s time to lower the curtain on this one.
Barrometer rating: 4 TMINE’s prediction: Will probably last a season thanks to the name value of the show, but will be lucky to be renewed
In the US: Mondays, 10/9c, NBC. Starts September 21st in the UK: Acquired by Sky Living
As I remarked on Friday, in common with many of this autumn’s new US shows, Blindspot is gradually getting better after having a crappy pilot. Whether or not the networks rushed into production with shows that had not been given enough development time, I don’t know, but whatever the reason, a number of new shows have slowly been fixing their problems in the subsequent episodes.
Blindspot‘s pilot had all sorts of problems, not the least a startling lack of originality, despite its ‘high concept’ idea: a naked, amnesiac woman is found in a bag in Times Square and the tattoos that cover her body turn out to be clues to crimes that are going to be committed. Who is she? Who left her this way? Why tattoos?
Who cares? We’ve seen better in Prison Break, John Doe, Kyle XY et al.
Certainly, given the lack of chemistry between the two leads (Jaimie Alexander and Sullivan Stapleton), as well as the lack of humour and the general dark moody fightiness of show, by the end of the first episode it would have been hard to come up with a good answer to that last question at least.
However, despite my prediction that the show would drip feed over many episodes the few answers to the other questions, Blindspot has managed in the past two episodes to quickly drop all mannner of hints and even answers that help both to flesh out Alexander and also Stapleton, pulling off the near impossible trick of creating a shared background for the two characters that’s not romantic (yet) but which nevertheless gives them a bond.
Hopefully, the show will then lighten up a bit, since Sullivan’s guilty, growly, haunted FBI agent isn’t really an enjoyable presence and Alexander is naturally a traumatised blank slate. A few smiles wouldn’t go amiss.
Now the show’s biggest problems are its plots and action scenes. For a high concept show, it has a certain mundanity, with special forces soldiers turned bad and aggrieved suicide bombers being the show’s stock in trade. Where are the Carlos the Jackal and the Treadstone of this Bourne Identity?
Even if they did show up, the programme needs some improvements in direction. Again, dark and moody can set an atmosphere, but if you can’t see what’s going on, what’s the point? There’s no tension, no excitement, in blurs and shadows.
To be honest, on this score, Blindspot could learn a few things from NBC’s other new action show starring a former Strike Back lead, The Player, despite the latter getting worse ratings than this. But then Blindspot does have Jaimie Alexander quite naked, quite a lot.
While Blindspot is still largely an average US action TV show, it does at least show some promise now, as well as an ability to adapt and change and a welcome desire not to keep its cards too close to its chest. So while I’m not recommending yet, I will be sticking with it for the forseeable future.
Baromer rating: 3 TMINE’s prediction: Will certainly last a full season, but it ever faces any decent competition in the schedules, it’s likely to get cancelled