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Here’s what I would like to write
about an on-location series based in New Orleans:
Magnificent! The pain, heartbreak and determination of the citizens of this
once and future citadel was evident in every frame. Its cultural significance
and heritage two years after the Hurricane Katrina disaster is a testament to
the human spirit and a challenge to our nation to step up with whatever help we
can.
However ...
In FOX’s new cop drama “K-Ville,” there’s a spirit of gritty, exhausted,
pessimistic realism permeating every scene. There’s a sense of hopelessness,
that nothing will actually get better. That forces great and small are aligned
against success in the rebuilding efforts and they are forces that are likely
to prevail.
Throw in a complete disregard for the law by both civilians and police alike
and this doesn’t seem like the best possible showcase for the Crescent City.
Cast as Sisyphus in this uphill rebuilding effort is Anthony Anderson (“The
Shield”), playing New Orleans supercop Marlin Boulet. Even though he’s
completely out of hand – he tortures suspects, drinks on duty, endangers
himself and others by driving maniacally on surface streets and lashes out at
his partner and anyone who in any way dares to suggest New Orleans is beyond
saving – he’s got this extraordinary mind and can find any information he needs
with a few keystrokes, be it a real-estate cabal or his partner’s criminal
past.
Oh, we know about that already? This show seems to know it’s on FOX, a
network with a history of canceling new shows left and right. “K-Ville” crammed
what used to be about a season’s worth of storytelling into its pilot episode.
In the opening sequence, it’s a flashback to the disaster! Boulet’s partner is
overwhelmed by the devastation and runs away! Boo! Cut to the present day and
Boulet ... tackles a neighbor kid who’s ... stealing a shrubbery ... from in
front of his house. Hmm. Except for a mild flashback to “Devil in a Blue
Dress,” I can’t figure out what the significance of that was.
Oh well, moving onward, Boulet’s neighbors have the audacity to feel
overwhelmed by the repairs needed to their home and put it up for sale! Boulet
takes that “For Sale” sign and throws it on the scrapheap! Where it belongs!
Boulet’s beautiful jazz singer friend who’s about to sing for a fundraising
benefit to help rebuild the Ninth Ward is gunned down! In the middle of her
performance! There’s a high-speed chase that ends with a vehicle being flipped
over! The big-deal casino seems to be involved somehow!
Whew! I was exhausted by the first commercial break.
It’s all personal
Boulet’s relationship with his estranged wife isn’t much better. She brought
their daughter to retrieve some stuff Boulet wouldn’t send along to their new
home in Atlanta. After listing a string of everything that’s wrong with life in
the Ninth Ward (including toxic fumes, which frankly would be enough for me),
she says: “It’s not the same place.”
His response: “It will be if we fight for it.”
See, I get how a guy who has built a home and a family and a life in a place
feels attached to it and isn’t going to give it up without a fight. But how
much of a fight? If the goal is to live and be well, how is rebuilding on toxic
sludge not a losing battle?
Well, he’s defiantly going to do it, and he’s going to confront the evil
real-estate cabal that’s buying up all the proppity in the Ninth Ward, even if
they do turn a firehose loose on his house and frighten his daughter – I
loved that scene, because it suggested the fire hydrants in the Ninth Ward are
indeed hooked up to something.
Leading the cabal? Well, we already know that because Boulet’s arrested
her by the end of the pilot episode! It’s the daughter of the casino owner!
She’s avenging a gangland attack on her brother! By disrupting her own
fundraising events, demoralizing everyone and wiping out a residential
district!
First off, it feels like the hurricane was more devastating than this
little blonde sociopath could ever hope to be, and that two years of swampy
lack of direction is more demoralizing than shots fired at a fundraiser.
At least it would appear that the writers for Scooby Doo have found some work
at last. The only thing missing from her non-Mirandized confession was “And I
would’ve gotten away with it, too, if it hadn’t been for those meddling kids!”
And don’t get me started on Boulet’s new partner, Cole Hauser as Trevor Cobb.
Boulet having a fist-fight with him at about the half-hour mark suggests a
personality too unstable to handle the pressures of being a cop for any length
of time. And the fact that we discover Cobb’s an escaped convict by the end of
the pilot episode suggests some pretty desperate writing. Save something for
the second episode, fellas!
On second thought, better they told me now.
I’m not really planning to tune in to the second episode.
Features Editor Terry J. Aman
compiles the Best Bets for The Minot Daily News.
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