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July 26, 2021
Lips Like Strawberries Book Blog Tour 2021
Lips Like Strawberries Book Blog Tour

Congratulations, you made it! First off, I’d like to thank you for coming to my blog. Welcome. If you’re here today, then you’re probably here for the launch of the Lips Like Strawberries book blog tour, starting with me, the author of the new rom-com/chick-lit/women’s fiction novel Michael Stephenson. For you today, I am giving you a peek at the cover of the book and a quick Q&A… with myself. Trust me, I’m not going crazy after the pandemic. I just thought I’d answer a few questions that some fans might have about the book before reading it. Also, check out the tour dates for the rest of the tour this week as well. As a little correction, July 29th will not feature my book on the actual Chicklit Central website, but on all other social media concerning it. Hope you do join me on this tour. And of course, go get a copy of Lips Like Strawberries over on Amazon right now. It is currently in Kindle format only, but will be coming out in hard copy later this year, so stay tuned right here on my blog or follow me on my other social media for updates on that!
What is Lips Like Strawberries about?
That seems like such a simple question, and yet can be so complex to answer. On the surface, it’s a simple book about a girl trying to get over her anxiety, reclaim her life, re-enter the modern dating scene and find love. Ara is a newly-30 agoraphobe who hasn’t left her house since 2020 (it’s 2023 in the book). She has a best friend she loves, and who always comes over to keep her company. Outside of him, she has little to no connection with the outside world and is suffering through loneliness. But she does have one saving grace: She has a quirky, insane, totally unrealistic “ability” of sorts. Ara can experience the world through someone else’s senses for 12 hours, so long as she touches that person. We’re talking sight, sound, taste, et cetera. She’s been bobbing through life for the last three years using her ability to make faux connections to what’s going on beyond her window, until finally she is hit with one experience through someone else’s senses that she can’t ignore. And that sets her off on this funny journey that will hopefully get her back to normal and help her find love in the process.
That’s the surface meaning. A deeper dive into the book for me starts to unravel one of the few themes in the book. This story is very much about connection, not only between people, but also with ourselves, our innermost feelings, and our own unique physiology. It plays off the old notion that love is more than just how you think about someone or the sweet words you share with them, but that it is a chemical reaction in our bodies. It essentially asks us the question: What is it that draws us to someone and creates a bond with an otherwise complete stranger?
What inspired you to write this book?
Well, as funny as it may seem, the pandemic inspired me to write it. No, not the 2020 pandemic, the 1918 one. Okay, so I’m going to try to sound as respectful to what’s happened in the last year and a half as I can here. I know that the pandemic was extremely hard for a great many people throughout the world, so I wanted to write something that would be uplifting to all of us, be relatable both to the pandemic and to the chaos that is the modern dating scene, and give us all a few good laughs along the way. Well, as it turned out, I realized back in May of 2020 that I had already half-wrote a story that would fit that perfectly. It was entitled the same name—Lips Like Strawberries—but was a period piece, in which a young couple first separated by World War I, then by the pandemic of 1918 had to re-find each other. Total honesty here, I think that version was far more romantic, just because we have flashbacks of the couple before the war and they knew each other and how they felt about each other then. It also had a more heartbreaking feel to it as well, but it had the same mysterious powers at its center as Ara has in this one. So, I took the bare bones of that, changed the races, gave it a modern-day twist, and added in more humor. Adding more humor was a conscious effort because I really believe that in this day, especially with cancel culture, the pandemic and political unrest, we all need things we can come together and laugh about. Humor that can help to unite us.
Hm? Interesting that this was actually based off of a different pandemic. That sounds like it could be a pretty good read all its own. You mentioned changing the races. Why?
First off, thanks me. I always appreciate the self-appreciating compliments. Yes, I did change the races between the two books. The original Lips Like Strawberries featured a black couple, where this version features a white one. This was a conscious decision to flip the races after some of the events of last year. Although I do try to keep it as lighthearted as possible throughout the read, I didn’t want to ignore some of the heavier issues that we as both a nation (the US) and the world dealt with in 2020, and still must confront on a daily basis. And for me, the best way to do that in this book, at least, was to switch the races of the main characters. If I reveal more it might be considered a spoiler, so I will leave it there. As for the other version of the book, I’m toying with the idea of releasing that one as well with the name Lips Like Blueberries a few years down the line. It’s funny because I had already been working on that version for over a decade when the pandemic hit and decided to switch gears and re-configure it into Lips Like Strawberries. So, hope is not dead for that one yet.
Who do you think this book is for? Who’s your target audience?
I think this book is for just about anyone, really. For starters, let me put this out there, it doesn’t have a whole lot of cursing throughout its text. I don’t really curse in my actual life, but I have been known to include cursing in many of my works. Here, however, I wanted to limit the amount of bad words so that even readers who prefer not to read that type of vocabulary could enjoy the read. And while I would say that it leans toward a younger crowd, I believe there’s a high amount of relatability for everyone, including an older reader set, as well as people who are married or not. Again, it’s really about connection between all people, and allowing us to realize that even though what we all went through was collectively bad, it is okay for us all to start having hope in a newer, brighter future again. In other words, I’d say anyone over fifteen could enjoy it. If it were a movie, it would definitely be PG-13.
With the pandemic still going, why did you feel now was the best time to release Lips Like Strawberries?
Good question. For starters, I really didn’t know how long the pandemic might last. The previous one did go on for about two and a half years, but with our current technologies, we got predictions ranging from anywhere between it ending in summer 2021 to 2022. So, me being an optimist, I went with the earliest date. But also, even though we are still in the pandemic, I wanted for people to be allowed to have hope for the future. That’s one of the reasons why I set the book in 2023. Because even though we are currently having variants rise up and we may have to take a step back, it’s still okay for people to look forward to a time when we’ll be able to think of this pandemic as just another event that couldn’t deter us from living out our dreams, finding love and happiness, and becoming our best selves.
Great interview. And where can people find your novel Lips Like Strawberries?
Currently, it is exclusively on Amazon as an Amazon Kindle digital ebook download. I hope to have the physical hard copies out by Christmas of this year, 2021. Look to Amazon for that as well. You can click on Lips Like Strawberries here and follow the link straight to the page. And check out the rest of the tour dates below. It was great talking with you, me, and remember to check out some of my other works as well.

#LipsLikeStrawberries
May 30, 2020
BookTour: The Ones That Stare Greetings,everyone. And now...

Greetings,everyone. And now... the end is here... No, seriously, though. Today,this very blog post (my first in quite a while) marks the end of thedigital book tour for my latest thriller novel The Ones That Stare.If you've been following along this whole time, then I thank youwholeheartedly. I hope you learned something about me or the book onthe way, and look forward to your support. You know, artists can'tproduce these things without your support. So, during this tryingtime of Covid-19, with many of us staying at home, entertained bycopious amounts of books, film and TV, please remember that all ofthat great stuff you consumed, and that kept you from goingcompletely insane is somebody's job to put together. I know, it seemslike a lot to ask you to spend money on entertainment when thegeneral idea is that artists and entertainers should do their job forfree, but please buy a copy of things instead of pirating them. Thebook only costs six dollars in ebook form, less than 20 for apaperback. You'd be helping to create more, even betterentertainment.
Now,for those who know nothing about the book, well, here is a link to iton Amazon: http://mybook.to/TheOnesThatStare.You can read the book blurb there. But basically, if you like to readthrillers, or if you enjoy the films of Alfred Hitchcock, then youmight like my novel. I have compared The Ones That Stare to suchnovels as The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins, The Woman in theWindow by AJ Finn, The Woman in Cabin 10 by Ruth Ware and Gone Girlby Gillian Flynn. It grabs you with a twist at the very beginning ofthe book, and never let's go after that. You follow Darien Coby, anaverage guy married to a fantastic woman. But now his wife is GONE,and he's going crazy just trying to figure out what happened to hislove. He knows but one thing: one of his neighbors knows whathappened, but who? And why haven't they said something to him aboutit? Now, he must go the extra mile to figure out who knows the truthabout the situation. This is the 2020 thriller that you simply can'tmiss!

Butbefore that, as for what is next for me, I have another book comingout later this summer entitled blEND (that's the word blend; yes, thecapitalization is part of the title). It is a horror novel in asimilar vein to Jordan Peele's Get Out. I am currently looking forreviewers with an open mind, who aren't offended by reading aboutracial and social issues. I also am still planning another season ofThe Writer and Extraordinary for later this year. And I hope to getthe novel blind out as well, come this December. And finally, I lookforward to releasing my first full-fledged romance sometime nextyear, entitled Lips Like Strawberries. Look for that, hopefully, nextFebruary!
Well,this tour has been very short but sweet. Whenever I embark on a booktour, I always go into it with as little expectations as possible. Nomatter how much planning and communication you do with others on theinternet, you still never know what you're going to get. I hope thatyou all enjoyed the little bits of insight here and there and aren'tafraid to comment below or leave a review of my book on Amazon,Goodreads or another social media site. I look forward to it all.Thank you for coming today, and I'll see you again soon!
An Excerpt from The Ones That Stare
The clock read 7:35, yet Darien hadn’t returned home. He used to have long days that started in the earliest of dawns and stretched beyond dusks. Lately, he hadn’t had such days. Lately, he had busied himself with getting home to his wife. Now, with her gone, he hadn’t need for punctuality.Plus, he had other business to attend to for the night. Still, his absence on the street made Bernedette curious.
“Hm? Why isn’t he home yet?” she asked herself as she stopped in front of his house and stood on the sidewalk. She stared through his front window. Favorite program? Not tonight. Tonight: static.
“Come on,” she bade her dogs. They crossed to her house and slipped through the freshly locksmith-ed front door just as a car rolled onto the street.
Kaduunk! A gallon of oily, dishwater-brown rainwater splashed from asphalt reservoir. Nearly hit a jogging Eli. He flinched at the beads of filth flung his way. The driver inside cringed, “Sorry! Sorry! Really sorry!”
Eli chuckled, shooed her and continued his jog—apology accepted.
The woman made a left into Darien’s driveway, parked, exited the car.
Meanwhile, Bernedette undid her dogs’ leashes and rubbed the giant Danes’ coats. Sarah sniffed and scratched at the front door, prompting Bernedette to ask, “What, honey? What’s wrong? We just came from outside. You need to go again? Huh? Does some little doggie need to go again?”
Woof! A no.
Bernedette pushed up erect, like an upright Buckingham soldier. Peeked out her living room window. Her eyes captured what her dogs’ noses already had. “Who is that knocking on Darien’s door?” she mumbled with sleuth’s intent.
It was Hannah, the woman she saw that night but hadn’t met. Her brows arched with recognition at the shape of the woman from behind. Bernedette had once thought her power of recognition a special gift. No matter how bundled-up someone was, or how they stood or walked, or what hair they had, she could recognize them. Face not required. “It’s that girl,” she breathed. Every young woman a girl to her. She let her tongue nip at her lip in salivatory anticipation. She had to know what happened. She had to know why she was there.
Ba-rooo! One of the dogs howled desire. Bernedette kept her gaze on the girl.
At Darien’s house, Hannah rang the doorbell, knocked twice and called, “Hello? Hello? Is anyone home?” No answer fated to come, she waited an over-polite five minutes before walking back toward her car.
“No! She’s leaving.” Bernedette’s voice vibrated against the pane. She hid half-eyed behind the curtains. “Hm? What should I do?”
Woof! One dog responded.
“You’re right. I should learn who she is.”
Woof!
“Alright, I’ll feed you first. Come on! Hurry, before she leaves!” Bernedette dashed to her kitchen and yanked open the fridge. She stopped to grab her heated forehead. Winded. She hadn’t jogged, let alone dashed in over a decade. Wet dog food, out. And into two bowls.
She crumpled the dog-food bag, threw it on the counter, and ran back to the front in time to see the car pull down the street.
The race on, she jetted out of her front door, locked it behind her, and glided to her car. In less than a minute she was in her car, gripping life into her steering wheel. She caught up with Hannah’s car. “How do they do it in the movies?” she asked herself. “Three cars behind. Yes, that’ll do. That’ll have to do. And what will you say to her once you stop? What will you say…?”
Bernedette hadn’t a proper plan. She hadn’t accounted for any scenario other than her succeeding. What if the girl didn’t stop someplace where she’d be able to speak with her? What if she went straight home? What if she caught on to someone tailing her and called the police? A thousand what-ifs—questions left for fate. She only knew she needed to speak to her.
The harder she thought, the fewer good ideas came. She’d have to make chasmic leaps: total stranger, to knowing about the girl’s association with Darien, to interrogating her about Sayen. Were she a social genius, she’d ably manage the transitions. Had she a brilliant light? Yes, once. It shone through from spirit to skin. However, a social genius? Never that. But she needed to know some things and the girl had the answers.
Ten minutes morphed into 20. Twenty into 28. Thirty-five… Forty-two. Each minute cost one strong beam of sun. Finally, it was a mariner’s-blue night. A murky dew spritzed each car. Lefts. Rights. More lefts. More rights. A never-ending drive. It welcomed doubt. Oh, she must know I’m following her, otherwise why the insane driving pattern? She must know. She must. No, you can’t back down from this. Press it, even if the situation becomes tense. What do you say? What do you say…?
More lefts. More rights. As they drove—one safely lagging behind the other—Bernedette let her mind wander to darker twists. Who drove like this, taking short roads and sudden burst-turns to get off main streets? Where was this mysterious girl leading her? Into a trap? A trap of what doing, of what kind? Who was this girl leading her farther down a rabbit hole she so willingly tumbled into?
And then the girl pulled into a parking lot. And Bernedette knew most of her questions would soon meet answers.
Hannah parked in front of a lingerie store and went inside to escape rain’s pattering. Look over her shoulder uncomfortably? Flee helplessly into the store? Feel her neck-hairs stand on end? Hannah did none of that. In all that driving, she hadn’t noticed her shadow.
Bernedette sat in her car for a full minute, waiting. Through storefront glass, she watched Hannah browse. “Come on, Bernedette. What the hell are you gonna say to start a conversation?” Nothing came. How do you politely coax someone into an interrogation? Maybe you couldn’t. “Oh, just do it already!” she commanded herself.
Out the car! Into the store. Darker inside than what it appeared from outside, the store had medium-dim mood lighting, mimicking lingerie-wearing conditions. Bernedette spotted Hannah perusing along the right wall, drifting toward the rear. The old woman then looked to the left to see the cashier ringing out another customer. The cashier welcomed Bernedette to shop the scant-fabric-ed wears.
With one scan of the store, the aging dog mom knew this store wasn’t for her.
They call this clothing? Wouldn’t even cover a toothpick, she thought, rubbing her hand over a thong. Years, decades even. It had been so long since she felt… She was the type of woman who knew she’d never love another man after her husband. She hadn’t the strength to start over, be so vulnerable with someone again. One was more than enough.
“Don’t lose focus, Bern. Keep your mind on task,” she instructed. Eyes up, she scoped the store. Hannah’s eyes focused solely on the wall racks in the purple and black-coated store. Bernedette saw opportunity. Little time for stealth. She bypassed the mid-store displays—aromatherapy and massage oils—and traipsed to the back. She feigned looking at the wall-hung bustiers and leather garter belts.
“Come on. Closer. Closer,” she willed Hannah, hoping to bump into her to break ice. Just a little...
Bump!
“Oh! I’m so sorry. I should’ve been paying closer attention,” Bernedette apologized.
Reciprocated smiles. Hannah slid around Bernedette, saying, “It’s OK. Aisles are pretty tight.”
“Ha!” Bernedette stepped back but kept eyes on Hannah. She made sure the girl could feel her gaze tickling her neck and behind her ear. Her best acting job in years. Bernedette waited for the girl to turn back toward her. Then, she squinted, saying, “You look familiar. I’m sorry, but have we met before?”
“Um… I don’t think so,” Hannah shook her head. She stopped flicking through clothes and stood dead-faced with Bernedette.
“Pretty sure I know you, or I’ve at least seen you somewhere before.”
“Well, I do some acting. Maybe you’ve seen one of my commercials? I was in a gum commercial a few years back. Oh, and I’m in a Prilosec commercial. I also do some stage—”
“No, that’s not it,” Bernedette said, her façades more convincing than Darien’s. “Wait, I know. I saw you at my neighbor’s house a while ago.”
“Your neighbor’s house?”
“Yes, 8495 Stillborn Street. You know it, right? Sure you do, you were there,” Bernedette led.
“Hmph,” Hannah hummed, neither offended nor defensive. Bernedette intrigued her.
“Yes, it wasn’t too long ago. I saw you dancing with him, through his front window.” Her smile evaporated and turned into an observant Colombo eye. She edged razor-close to creepy, witch-like.
Hannah grinned, replied, “So you like to spy on your neighbors?”
“Oh! Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no! I apologize if I made you feel intruded upon. I happened to be passing by at the time and saw you inside… in rather familiar clothes,” Bernedette backtracked.
“It was a joke.”
Bernedette chuckled, then added, “Bernedette, by the way.”
Hannah looked at the old woman’s outstretched hand. Shake it. Eh!
Changing her mind, she smiled and said, “Hannah.” Hannah believed Bernedette had a diary face. The kind of face that made you want to spill your secrets even when you hadn’t known her for any time. Beyond matronly, motherly kindness. She had a warmth about her that reminded of a roadside inn in a torrential storm. Her spirit a safe haven for wayward travelers caught in weather’s fury.
“Hannah, it’s nice meeting you. So, you spent some time with Darien? You know his wife, too?” Bernedette resumed faux-browsing.
“Darien? Hm? So that’s his name? I thought it started with an M. Anyway, no I never met her,” Hannah explained.
“You didn’t know his name?”
“Couldn’t quite remember. It was foggy.”
“Hm? No offense, but it seems like you would know the name of your date,” Bernedette led the witness. Come on, honey. Confirm it was a date.
“Date?”
“Sorry, it looked like a date, what with the dancing and all.”
“No. No, it definitely wasn’t a date. He… I probably shouldn’t tell you this,” Hannah said, resuming perusing.
“It’s fine. I guard secrets.” Hollow, ghostly words. For a brief second, Bernedette sounded guilty of something heinous. Like she already knew what happened to Darien’s wife. Like she needed to hide her own secrets. “Well, he hired me for a job. God, now that sounds sketch. He didn’t hire me for that kinda job. I’m not a woman of the night or a street vixen—”
“A hoe?”
Taken aback by the old woman’s blunt verbiage, Hannah pointed at her and nodded. Bernedette then asked, “Then what are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“An actress. Plain old actress. He hired me to act like his companion for a few hours. Didn’t wanna be alone.”
“Alone. Hm?”
“Said it was for some therapy. Looked a little depressed and I had sympathy for him, so I did it. Money helped, too.”
“What about his wife? What’d he say happened to her?”
“Not much. He simply said she was gone.”
“Gone?” Bernedette said with a smile and a lilt in her voice.
“Yeah. I got the feeling she was dead.”
“Dead?” The word saddened her into a new low. My god, Darien, what were you thinking? Three minutes of standing silence. Contemplation overtook her muscles. She ran through every scenario that could lead to Darien’s expressed status about his wife. She had suspected ill of Darien. This helped cement her feelings.
Bernedette stood in that catatonic state for so long that she didn’t hear Hannah’s calls to her. The girl finished shopping and departed with one purchase. When Bernedette looked up again, she spotted Hannah exiting into hard rain. “Wait.” She sprinted after her.
Hannah stopped in the thundering wetness, keeping dry beneath her umbrella. Her older counterpart had no covering. It didn’t matter. She needed only answers. She asked, “Those clothes, they weren’t yours, were they?”
“No. They were his wife’s. He wanted me to wear them.”
“Why?”
She held up her hands and did air quotes as she said, “‘To be more convincing’ – His words. I guess he wanted me to look like her. Sorta wanted me to act like her, too.”
“To look and act like her?” Bernedette mumbled to herself. It made no sense. None of it made sense. She’d think about it all the way home.
At home, she stood on her front stoop looking across to Darien’s house as she saw one light on in his bedroom. What had he done? What hadn’t she done?
To Be Continued In… The Ones That Stare Out now!* * *
Book Tour: The Ones That Stare Greetings, everyone. And n...

Greetings, everyone. And now... the end is here... No, seriously, though. Today, this very blog post (my first in quite a while) marks the end of the digital book tour for my latest thriller novel The Ones That Stare. If you've been following along this whole time, then I thank you wholeheartedly. I hope you learned something about me or the book on the way, and look forward to your support. You know, artists can't produce these things without your support. So, during this trying time of Covid-19, with many of us staying at home, entertained by copious amounts of books, film and TV, please remember that all of that great stuff you consumed, and that kept you from going completely insane is somebody's job to put together. I know, it seems like a lot to ask you to spend money on entertainment when the general idea is that artists and entertainers should do their job for free, but please buy a copy of things instead of pirating them. The book only costs six dollars in ebook form, less than 20 for a paperback. You'd be helping to create more, even better entertainment.
Now, for those who know nothing about the book, well, here is a link to it on Amazon: http://mybook.to/TheOnesThatStare. You can read the book blurb there. But basically, if you like to read thrillers, or if you enjoy the films of Alfred Hitchcock, then you might like my novel. I have compared The Ones That Stare to such novels as The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins, The Woman in the Window by AJ Finn, The Woman in Cabin 10 by Ruth Ware and Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn. It grabs you with a twist at the very beginning of the book, and never let's go after that. You follow Darien Coby, an average guy married to a fantastic woman. But now his wife is GONE, and he's going crazy just trying to figure out what happened to his love. He knows but one thing: one of his neighbors knows what happened, but who? And why haven't they said something to him about it? Now, he must go the extra mile to figure out who knows the truth about the situation. This is the 2020 thriller that you simply can't miss!

But before that, as for what is next for me, I have another book coming out later this summer entitled blEND (that's the word blend; yes, the capitalization is part of the title). It is a horror novel in a similar vein to Jordan Peele's Get Out. I am currently looking for reviewers with an open mind, who aren't offended by reading about racial and social issues. I also am still planning another season of The Writer and Extraordinary for later this year. And I hope to get the novel blind out as well, come this December. And finally, I look forward to releasing my first full-fledged romance sometime next year, entitled Lips Like Strawberries. Look for that, hopefully, next February!
Well, this tour has been very short but sweet. Whenever I embark on a book tour, I always go into it with as little expectations as possible. No matter how much planning and communication you do with others on the internet, you still never know what you're going to get. I hope that you all enjoyed the little bits of insight here and there and aren't afraid to comment below or leave a review of my book on Amazon, Goodreads or another social media site. I look forward to it all. Thank you for coming today, and I'll see you again soon!
An Excerpt from The Ones That Stare
The clock read 7:35, yet Darien hadn’t returned home. He used to have long days that started in the earliest of dawns and stretched beyond dusks. Lately, he hadn’t had such days. Lately, he had busied himself with getting home to his wife. Now, with her gone, he hadn’t need for punctuality.Plus, he had other business to attend to for the night. Still, his absence on the street made Bernedette curious.
“Hm? Why isn’t he home yet?” she asked herself as she stopped in front of his house and stood on the sidewalk. She stared through his front window. Favorite program? Not tonight. Tonight: static.
“Come on,” she bade her dogs. They crossed to her house and slipped through the freshly locksmith-ed front door just as a car rolled onto the street.
Kaduunk! A gallon of oily, dishwater-brown rainwater splashed from asphalt reservoir. Nearly hit a jogging Eli. He flinched at the beads of filth flung his way. The driver inside cringed, “Sorry! Sorry! Really sorry!”
Eli chuckled, shooed her and continued his jog—apology accepted.
The woman made a left into Darien’s driveway, parked, exited the car.
Meanwhile, Bernedette undid her dogs’ leashes and rubbed the giant Danes’ coats. Sarah sniffed and scratched at the front door, prompting Bernedette to ask, “What, honey? What’s wrong? We just came from outside. You need to go again? Huh? Does some little doggie need to go again?”
Woof! A no.
Bernedette pushed up erect, like an upright Buckingham soldier. Peeked out her living room window. Her eyes captured what her dogs’ noses already had. “Who is that knocking on Darien’s door?” she mumbled with sleuth’s intent.
It was Hannah, the woman she saw that night but hadn’t met. Her brows arched with recognition at the shape of the woman from behind. Bernedette had once thought her power of recognition a special gift. No matter how bundled-up someone was, or how they stood or walked, or what hair they had, she could recognize them. Face not required. “It’s that girl,” she breathed. Every young woman a girl to her. She let her tongue nip at her lip in salivatory anticipation. She had to know what happened. She had to know why she was there.
Ba-rooo! One of the dogs howled desire. Bernedette kept her gaze on the girl.
At Darien’s house, Hannah rang the doorbell, knocked twice and called, “Hello? Hello? Is anyone home?” No answer fated to come, she waited an over-polite five minutes before walking back toward her car.
“No! She’s leaving.” Bernedette’s voice vibrated against the pane. She hid half-eyed behind the curtains. “Hm? What should I do?”
Woof! One dog responded.
“You’re right. I should learn who she is.”
Woof!
“Alright, I’ll feed you first. Come on! Hurry, before she leaves!” Bernedette dashed to her kitchen and yanked open the fridge. She stopped to grab her heated forehead. Winded. She hadn’t jogged, let alone dashed in over a decade. Wet dog food, out. And into two bowls.
She crumpled the dog-food bag, threw it on the counter, and ran back to the front in time to see the car pull down the street.
The race on, she jetted out of her front door, locked it behind her, and glided to her car. In less than a minute she was in her car, gripping life into her steering wheel. She caught up with Hannah’s car. “How do they do it in the movies?” she asked herself. “Three cars behind. Yes, that’ll do. That’ll have to do. And what will you say to her once you stop? What will you say…?”
Bernedette hadn’t a proper plan. She hadn’t accounted for any scenario other than her succeeding. What if the girl didn’t stop someplace where she’d be able to speak with her? What if she went straight home? What if she caught on to someone tailing her and called the police? A thousand what-ifs—questions left for fate. She only knew she needed to speak to her.
The harder she thought, the fewer good ideas came. She’d have to make chasmic leaps: total stranger, to knowing about the girl’s association with Darien, to interrogating her about Sayen. Were she a social genius, she’d ably manage the transitions. Had she a brilliant light? Yes, once. It shone through from spirit to skin. However, a social genius? Never that. But she needed to know some things and the girl had the answers.
Ten minutes morphed into 20. Twenty into 28. Thirty-five… Forty-two. Each minute cost one strong beam of sun. Finally, it was a mariner’s-blue night. A murky dew spritzed each car. Lefts. Rights. More lefts. More rights. A never-ending drive. It welcomed doubt. Oh, she must know I’m following her, otherwise why the insane driving pattern? She must know. She must. No, you can’t back down from this. Press it, even if the situation becomes tense. What do you say? What do you say…?
More lefts. More rights. As they drove—one safely lagging behind the other—Bernedette let her mind wander to darker twists. Who drove like this, taking short roads and sudden burst-turns to get off main streets? Where was this mysterious girl leading her? Into a trap? A trap of what doing, of what kind? Who was this girl leading her farther down a rabbit hole she so willingly tumbled into?
And then the girl pulled into a parking lot. And Bernedette knew most of her questions would soon meet answers.
Hannah parked in front of a lingerie store and went inside to escape rain’s pattering. Look over her shoulder uncomfortably? Flee helplessly into the store? Feel her neck-hairs stand on end? Hannah did none of that. In all that driving, she hadn’t noticed her shadow.
Bernedette sat in her car for a full minute, waiting. Through storefront glass, she watched Hannah browse. “Come on, Bernedette. What the hell are you gonna say to start a conversation?” Nothing came. How do you politely coax someone into an interrogation? Maybe you couldn’t. “Oh, just do it already!” she commanded herself.
Out the car! Into the store. Darker inside than what it appeared from outside, the store had medium-dim mood lighting, mimicking lingerie-wearing conditions. Bernedette spotted Hannah perusing along the right wall, drifting toward the rear. The old woman then looked to the left to see the cashier ringing out another customer. The cashier welcomed Bernedette to shop the scant-fabric-ed wears.
With one scan of the store, the aging dog mom knew this store wasn’t for her.
They call this clothing? Wouldn’t even cover a toothpick, she thought, rubbing her hand over a thong. Years, decades even. It had been so long since she felt… She was the type of woman who knew she’d never love another man after her husband. She hadn’t the strength to start over, be so vulnerable with someone again. One was more than enough.
“Don’t lose focus, Bern. Keep your mind on task,” she instructed. Eyes up, she scoped the store. Hannah’s eyes focused solely on the wall racks in the purple and black-coated store. Bernedette saw opportunity. Little time for stealth. She bypassed the mid-store displays—aromatherapy and massage oils—and traipsed to the back. She feigned looking at the wall-hung bustiers and leather garter belts.
“Come on. Closer. Closer,” she willed Hannah, hoping to bump into her to break ice. Just a little...
Bump!
“Oh! I’m so sorry. I should’ve been paying closer attention,” Bernedette apologized.
Reciprocated smiles. Hannah slid around Bernedette, saying, “It’s OK. Aisles are pretty tight.”
“Ha!” Bernedette stepped back but kept eyes on Hannah. She made sure the girl could feel her gaze tickling her neck and behind her ear. Her best acting job in years. Bernedette waited for the girl to turn back toward her. Then, she squinted, saying, “You look familiar. I’m sorry, but have we met before?”
“Um… I don’t think so,” Hannah shook her head. She stopped flicking through clothes and stood dead-faced with Bernedette.
“Pretty sure I know you, or I’ve at least seen you somewhere before.”
“Well, I do some acting. Maybe you’ve seen one of my commercials? I was in a gum commercial a few years back. Oh, and I’m in a Prilosec commercial. I also do some stage—”
“No, that’s not it,” Bernedette said, her façades more convincing than Darien’s. “Wait, I know. I saw you at my neighbor’s house a while ago.”
“Your neighbor’s house?”
“Yes, 8495 Stillborn Street. You know it, right? Sure you do, you were there,” Bernedette led.
“Hmph,” Hannah hummed, neither offended nor defensive. Bernedette intrigued her.
“Yes, it wasn’t too long ago. I saw you dancing with him, through his front window.” Her smile evaporated and turned into an observant Colombo eye. She edged razor-close to creepy, witch-like.
Hannah grinned, replied, “So you like to spy on your neighbors?”
“Oh! Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no! I apologize if I made you feel intruded upon. I happened to be passing by at the time and saw you inside… in rather familiar clothes,” Bernedette backtracked.
“It was a joke.”
Bernedette chuckled, then added, “Bernedette, by the way.”
Hannah looked at the old woman’s outstretched hand. Shake it. Eh!
Changing her mind, she smiled and said, “Hannah.” Hannah believed Bernedette had a diary face. The kind of face that made you want to spill your secrets even when you hadn’t known her for any time. Beyond matronly, motherly kindness. She had a warmth about her that reminded of a roadside inn in a torrential storm. Her spirit a safe haven for wayward travelers caught in weather’s fury.
“Hannah, it’s nice meeting you. So, you spent some time with Darien? You know his wife, too?” Bernedette resumed faux-browsing.
“Darien? Hm? So that’s his name? I thought it started with an M. Anyway, no I never met her,” Hannah explained.
“You didn’t know his name?”
“Couldn’t quite remember. It was foggy.”
“Hm? No offense, but it seems like you would know the name of your date,” Bernedette led the witness. Come on, honey. Confirm it was a date.
“Date?”
“Sorry, it looked like a date, what with the dancing and all.”
“No. No, it definitely wasn’t a date. He… I probably shouldn’t tell you this,” Hannah said, resuming perusing.
“It’s fine. I guard secrets.” Hollow, ghostly words. For a brief second, Bernedette sounded guilty of something heinous. Like she already knew what happened to Darien’s wife. Like she needed to hide her own secrets. “Well, he hired me for a job. God, now that sounds sketch. He didn’t hire me for that kinda job. I’m not a woman of the night or a street vixen—”
“A hoe?”
Taken aback by the old woman’s blunt verbiage, Hannah pointed at her and nodded. Bernedette then asked, “Then what are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“An actress. Plain old actress. He hired me to act like his companion for a few hours. Didn’t wanna be alone.”
“Alone. Hm?”
“Said it was for some therapy. Looked a little depressed and I had sympathy for him, so I did it. Money helped, too.”
“What about his wife? What’d he say happened to her?”
“Not much. He simply said she was gone.”
“Gone?” Bernedette said with a smile and a lilt in her voice.
“Yeah. I got the feeling she was dead.”
“Dead?” The word saddened her into a new low. My god, Darien, what were you thinking? Three minutes of standing silence. Contemplation overtook her muscles. She ran through every scenario that could lead to Darien’s expressed status about his wife. She had suspected ill of Darien. This helped cement her feelings.
Bernedette stood in that catatonic state for so long that she didn’t hear Hannah’s calls to her. The girl finished shopping and departed with one purchase. When Bernedette looked up again, she spotted Hannah exiting into hard rain. “Wait.” She sprinted after her.
Hannah stopped in the thundering wetness, keeping dry beneath her umbrella. Her older counterpart had no covering. It didn’t matter. She needed only answers. She asked, “Those clothes, they weren’t yours, were they?”
“No. They were his wife’s. He wanted me to wear them.”
“Why?”
She held up her hands and did air quotes as she said, “‘To be more convincing’ – His words. I guess he wanted me to look like her. Sorta wanted me to act like her, too.”
“To look and act like her?” Bernedette mumbled to herself. It made no sense. None of it made sense. She’d think about it all the way home.
At home, she stood on her front stoop looking across to Darien’s house as she saw one light on in his bedroom. What had he done? What hadn’t she done?
To Be Continued In… The Ones That Stare Out now!* * *
June 20, 2018
It���s Finally Here!!! #TheManOnTheRoof #TMOTR #BookBlogTour

It���s finally here, people. This Friday, June 22nd, my psychological mystery-thriller The Man On The Roof will release in ebook Kindle format on Amazon Kindle. It���s been in review for a few months now and, I���m not gonna lie, some people are loving it. I have been comparing it to Gone Girl or The Girl on the Train meets Big Little Lies. Others have seen hints of the once-popular TV show Desperate Housewives. It has complex male and female characters and a narrative that draws you deeper and deeper into its mystery. It will captivate you.
Currently, I am on a book-blog tour across a slew of lovely book blogs on these-here interwebs! If you join me, along the way you will be gifted with author Q&As, interviews, guest posts, book excerpts, and reviews. And the tour doesn���t stop on June 22nd. It keeps going into July. After the main launch tour ends on July 6th, I have a special Spoilers Q&A planned for July 22nd, and another interview on the 24th! You are going to want to be there.

Then take the risk. Order my Kindle book. Be entertained! Solve the mysteries! You're not just buying a book, you're buying an experience. You are buying a bond with others who have read the book. And if you don't like it, you'll still have $22 left to buy that other, more expensive book. But I think you're going to feel glad that you got your own copy of The Man On The Roof.
Well, what the heck are you waiting for? The book is currently on preorder here: The Man On The Roof.
You���ve read the comparisons: Gone Girl, Sharp Objects, The Girl on the Train, Big Little Lies, Desperate Housewives. Mysteries await! Go buy a copy.

Still not convinced? Then start following the tour! It���s already started. Click on the tour graphic to make it bigger. Catch up by clicking one of the links below!
13th: Duffy The Writer blog interviews me here: DuffyTheWriterBlog
14th: Jan's Book Buzz gives you a cool review: JansBookBuzz
15th: Snazzy Books has an interesting Q&A: SnazzyBooks
16th: Reel Literature Should be THE blog for film & book lovers: ReelLiterature
17th: Princess and Pen has an interview for you: PrincessAndPen
20th: Sarah Rieveley has an interview for you here: Sarah'sBookCorner
Until next time, see ya!
P.S. Oh my god! You haven���t blogged in so long that... Did you forget how to blog? Michael, you were supposed to have a quirky, ridiculous, humorous, referential, eye-roll-inducing sign-off for your readers. Why didn���t you reference any cool pop culture in a sarcastic way? Frickin��� Ted Cruz just beat Jimmy Kimmel at basketball. You���re wasting that opportunity!! ���Uh... I���ll come up with a better, more creative sign-off next time, maybe?���
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It’s Finally Here!!! #TheManOnTheRoof #TMOTR #BookBlogTour

It’s finally here, people. This Friday, June 22nd, my psychological mystery-thriller The Man On The Roof will release in ebook Kindle format on Amazon Kindle. It’s been in review for a few months now and, I’m not gonna lie, some people are loving it. I have been comparing it to Gone Girl or The Girl on the Train meets Big Little Lies. Others have seen hints of the once-popular TV show Desperate Housewives. It has complex male and female characters and a narrative that draws you deeper and deeper into its mystery. It will captivate you.
Currently, I am on a book-blog tour across a slew of lovely book blogs on these-here interwebs! If you join me, along the way you will be gifted with author Q&As, interviews, guest posts, book excerpts, and reviews. And the tour doesn’t stop on June 22nd. It keeps going into July. After the main launch tour ends on July 6th, I have a special Spoilers Q&A planned for July 22nd, and another interview on the 24th! You are going to want to be there.

Then take the risk. Order my Kindle book. Be entertained! Solve the mysteries! You're not just buying a book, you're buying an experience. You are buying a bond with others who have read the book. And if you don't like it, you'll still have $22 left to buy that other, more expensive book. But I think you're going to feel glad that you got your own copy of The Man On The Roof.
Well, what the heck are you waiting for? The book is currently on preorder here: The Man On The Roof.
You’ve read the comparisons: Gone Girl, Sharp Objects, The Girl on the Train, Big Little Lies, Desperate Housewives. Mysteries await! Go buy a copy.

Still not convinced? Then start following the tour! It’s already started. Click on the tour graphic to make it bigger. Catch up by clicking one of the links below!
13th: Duffy The Writer blog interviews me here: DuffyTheWriterBlog
14th: Jan's Book Buzz gives you a cool review: JansBookBuzz
15th: Snazzy Books has an interesting Q&A: SnazzyBooks
16th: Reel Literature Should be THE blog for film & book lovers: ReelLiterature
17th: Princess and Pen has an interview for you: PrincessAndPen
20th: Sarah Rieveley has an interview for you here: Sarah'sBookCorner
Until next time, see ya!
P.S. Oh my god! You haven’t blogged in so long that... Did you forget how to blog? Michael, you were supposed to have a quirky, ridiculous, humorous, referential, eye-roll-inducing sign-off for your readers. Why didn’t you reference any cool pop culture in a sarcastic way? Frickin’ Ted Cruz just beat Jimmy Kimmel at basketball. You’re wasting that opportunity!! “Uh... I’ll come up with a better, more creative sign-off next time, maybe?”
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April 22, 2018
Pretty Sure CW Is Gonna Give Viewers Early Parole #LifeSentence #CW #3weekroundup #recap #review

Let me start by spoiling the review section and saying that I don't find this show dreadful like I did Krypton, I just can already read the wall's ample writings. This show was moved from its original premiere day of Wednesday to Fridays and hasn't done any better than that other godawful show My Crazy Ex-Girlfriend and that show doesn't even pull in a million viewers a week. It is possible that it could be outright canceled and yanked from air, which rarely ever happens to CW shows (again, see Crazy Ex). Still, I didn't think it was that terrible, it just wasn't what viewers are looking for. So, is Life Sentence living its best life or is it in desperate need of being put on support. Ay yay yay, that was a bad one. Let's find out together!
Life Sentence stars Lucy Hale as Stella Abbott, a young woman who, at the age of 15, was diagnosed with cancer. Ever since then (I think it's been eight or nine years) her family has worked tirelessly to make sure that she could have the best last days of her life ever. Her sister brought the party to her when she missed out on parties. Her brother (both siblings are older, by the way) tried to teach her everything cool he knew and dared her to live an adventurous life. Her parents cared for her even through her constant trips in and out of the hospital and lobbied for her to get into a potentially life-saving clinical trial. But she was still missing out on that one great thing: true love. So her college professor father decided to send his youngest daughter on a life-changing trip to Paris, the city of love, in order to go on that one last great adventure and maybe fall in love. And she does. She finds a great guy (black English bloke) who falls for her in a moment straight out of a Hugh Grant movie, and marries her within a couple weeks of meeting her because she supposedly only has six to eight months to live. I know that was a heck of an info-dump but don't worry because Stella does the same thing at the beginning of the first episode to get you caught up so that you can be just as shocked as she is when she goes to her doctor and finds out:
She's cured! Yay! The clinical trial worked for her, which means that her funeral that she and her husband were planning must go on hold for a long time. And though she tells her family at the strange pre-death wake she wanted to have, and they celebrate appropriately, things change for the worse almost immediately. Now that she is no longer sick she can learn who her family really is and no more be deceived by their work to make her happy.

As it turns out, while she lived the dream rom-com life that would ultimately end in her untimely death, her family was falling apart. Starting with her brother Aiden, we learn that he is a 27-year-old burnout who dropped out of college, has no job, lives at home and uses his sister's cancer to guilt-trip soccer moms into having sex with him. Things get crazy when the latest soccer mom he's banging (the one he brought to Stella's faux-wake) is actually married to a very big dude who threatens to kill him. He runs around most of the episode trying to avoid being pummeled to death by this distraught husband.
We jump to her older sister Elizabeth who seems to be the responsible one who can keep things together through the chaos. But we learn that the career-driven woman partially resents getting married to Diego and having two children so early in life, something she only did to make sure her parents had something happy to focus on. Also, because she was such a responsible one, she gave up her dream of being a writer, and a scholarship to a prestigious college, in order to stay home and help take care of Stella and make sure their mom didn't lose it.
Speaking of her mother Ida (played by veteran actress Gillian Vigman; she's been in a ton of stuff), she seems to be having the hardest time and is adopting an almost completely new second life. Apparently she's been having an affair with Stella's godMOTHER for a few years and announces that she's coming out as a “Bi” (bisexual) at a family dinner party, but only after Stella finds her mother and godmother sitting on the porch of her godmother's house making out (Stella came to talk with her mom after learning that Ida was leaving her husband and had already moved out the next day after Stella's announcement).
Stella and PaulThat husband that Ida is leaving is Paul Abbott (played by Dylan Walsh of Mighty Joe Young and Nip/Tuck fame), a conservative-looking father who, like most dads, tried to be the rock his family needed and found himself sinking deep into debt to keep his sick child alive and help her live out her dying wish. He has even been paying her rent on a small downtown loft apartment (it's not a big city so it shouldn't really cost that much).
Finally, there is her husband Wes who doesn't know if he can continue the charade he started to live when he first met her. Almost half of the stuff they do together he hates to do, including having her fall asleep in his arms every night, having sex by candlelight literally every time they do it, eating boiled eggs and a bunch of other stuff. He was attending a grief counseling group for spouses of terminally ill people until they kicked him out after hearing his story of woe that his wife is going to live far beyond the six months she was given to live when he first married her. Basically, Stella got the best news of her life—that she would even have a life—and then that said life immediately went to crap.
So, as she learns all of the secrets her family is keeping from her, she also must plan a celebration party for her doctor who cured her just to tell her thank you. Basically she does that while telling everyone throughout the episode that these problems they have can be fixed, and even does a big speech on that very subject. But the speech goes terribly and her sister once again points out that most of the family's problems stem from her having cancer and them trying to create the happiest, safest environment for her to live in, in order to foster a recovery. Still, all is not lost because she has now committed to change each one of her family members' lives so that they have a great one just like she did, in a huge pay-it-forward kind of thing.
We end the first episode with her talking to a sick kid and realizing that even though life is tough, it's not the end of the world so long as you have people who care about you. She, for the first time, has sex without the candles, tries to setup her brother with her doctor only to learn that he has already impregnated that married woman, gets her mother to tell her dad the truth about her sexuality, gets her dad to realize that he needs to sell the house to pay his debt, and tells her sister that she will start babysitting the kids more so that she can finally start on that book she's been meaning to write.
Episode two is the classic example of the best laid plans of mice and men. Paul puts the house on the market but can't part with it when a couple low-balls him and wants all the furniture inside. This drives Ida into a crazed tizzy, and she wants to tear down the walls (bangs a huge hole in one of them) and dig a pool as part of the upgrades her husband wants to make before selling it. It's an overreaction even when you discover her reason for overreacting is because while Stella could remember all of her best memories in the house she grew up in, her mother can only remember the house as the place where her daughter got sick and her love story fell apart. Forget the fact that it's also the place where you learned that your daughter was cured from a cancer you thought would kill her, where you learned of the news that you had grandkids and where you learned that you were actually more into women than your husband. Her complaints about the house feel more like a jilted soon-to-be ex-wife craving for money. If she didn't want to have to see the house anymore, she could've opted not to come around until the house was sold. And when her husband offers to instead rent out a few rooms in the home which would give him enough time to make renovations and updates that could raise the price, she flips out and bangs a hole in the wall. And there I started to wonder why she would lower the buying price if she wanted the damn house sold so much. It didn't make logical sense.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth has lost her writing moji on account of not having done it in so long. She is easily distracted by Stella's bad parenting/babysitting skills which result in her daughter (Stella's niece) swallowing Stella's ring. Surprisingly, she's on the show so little in the first three episodes that it made me wonder if the actress had double-booked another TV series or film. But she is around long enough to team with Stella to try to get their brother to take some responsibility.
Yes, Aiden's now got a baby mama, but if the rest of his life is any indication, he's gonna not be responsible about that, too. In fact, he tries avoiding the woman completely, shutting the doors of his guest house and hiding out from the still-married woman, while also banging out every girl he meets. He says he'll change but that's going to take some time. His father gets tough on him, and they have a little heart to heart about how he knows his son is a smart kid, but just doesn't apply himself. Aiden's deal is that once he discovered that he was going to lose the person he loved the most in his life, his baby sister, he decided to never love or really care about much of anything anymore. But Stella convinces him that he can be a great dad if he just tries and stops selling pills to housewives. Stella also gets her sister into a writer's retreat, starts volunteering at the hospital that treated her and commits to listening more to her husband.

But as she is trying to learn everything that she didn't know about her husband, which is everything, she decides to try to get the young cancer patient girl she was talking to at the hospital into the same clinical trial that she was in. Bad news, she lies to keep the girl's spirits up when she learns that the rich guy who was sponsoring the trial pulled his funding. So she, along with a hottie doctor, scheme to visit the rich guy at one of his hotel's restaurants to beg him for the funding or at least figure out why he pulled the funding. As it turns out, she talks to the guy after mistaking him for the bartender, and learns that he pulled the funding because she was the only survivor and that the FDA couldn't support the trial procedures any longer. So she must go back and tell the girl that she lied about getting her into that particular trial, but says that they will try to get her into a dozen other trials.
Her nighttime adventure to the restaurant leaves Wes at home to babysit Elizabeth's kids while she is at the writer's retreat and her husband is taking off work to go visit her. But when the niece gets sick, he calls Ida to come and help, only to learn that she doesn't do well with sick kids and overreacts to everything. Hello! She had a sick child that was probably suspected of having a stomach ache and ended up having cancer. She basically says what I just typed, and they have a come-to-Jesus moment with each other.

The night ends with that hottie doctor telling Stella that he wishes he had met her seven months ago (she got married six months ago). This show is the epitome of “life comes at you fast.”

What's my grade? I give it a solid C+. The problem with this show is that it is neither wholly dissatisfying nor satisfying. It's very middle-of-the-road. Yet, it kind of feels like this show could've been so much better if put into the hands of the producers of either Grey's Anatomy or This Is Us. It is a pseudo-sweet show that doesn't quite push far enough to get to the emotional peaks you might want it to, nor does it sink to the level of funny you want it to either. It feels like a nondescript CW show or one that doesn't have a hook to it. I know that it does have a hook, but it doesn't feel like it does. It's hard to explain it because it's all so vanilla. Ultimately, the show is about figuring out how to live life once you've been given a second chance at it and everything you thought you knew about living it the first time is terribly wrong. It is similar in tone to last year's No Tomorrow which I actually loved. (Goodness, I don't know what it is about CW but between this show and that show, these lighthearted comedies have made me fall in love with their respective female stars--Lucy Hale here and Tori Anderson off No Tomorrow). This show is OK, but I don't think it is better than that show. In fact, I would prefer to watch that show again than to watch this. Frankly, I absolutely hate the mother. I have seen the actress in so many roles before and this is, by far, the one I hate the most. She's an annoying, over-reactive, boring character that I really don't care about. And I would've loved if her character magically disappeared for multiple episodes at a time rather than the sister.
Should you be watching? It's a decent show but it premiered in the literal middle of March (like March 14th; the exact middle) when there're tons of other shows that are more heartwarming and better written. But these characters are easy to relate to and the acting is on point. I'd say check out at least one episode before this gets canceled. Life Sentence next airs on April 27th, CW Fridays at 9pm.
What do you think? Have you heard of Life Sentence? If you haven't, do you think you'll check it out now? If you have heard of it, have you seen it? What do you think? Should this show really be facing the axe so soon in its life? And with the CW expanding to six days of programming next season (now they'll be showing stuff on Sundays, should this earn a shortened season order? Let me know in the comments below.

Until next time, “Oh my god! This discovery... could change life as we know it.” 'Dude, I totally loved that show.' “By show you mean movie, right?” 'Wait, aren't we talking about the show currently known as 3rd Rock From the Sun?'
P.S. Yeah, I just hit you with a little TV history that is super-easy to learn if you do just one IMDb data search. I hate when shows that could do fairly well aren't given time to find an audience while shows that clearly should've been canceled (lookin' at you Crazy Ex) have somehow remained on TV to suck resources and opportunities for better programming. Oh well! I'll try to think of a better sign-off next time.
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April 21, 2018
Farewell, Gladiators! #Scandal #ScandalFinale #seriesfinale #ABC #Shondaland

It's rare that I get to write one of these. I think the last time I wrote one was for the short-lived, but twisty-good (in my opinion) series Revenge, another ABC show about backstabbery, betrayal, lying, cheating and rich people problems. In the TV-landscape it is quite rare to encounter. A TV show is very akin to a new restaurant or business, in that over 90% of them fail their first or second year out, and often close up shop without warning. For years, fans have lamented about their favorite new shows suddenly being canceled or put on long, indeterminate hiatuses often without proper conclusions. I think the most flagrant example and probably the one that started the cancellation trend of unsatisfying ends was that of Alf, the 1980's sitcom about a bizarre-looking alien that comes to live with a family in suburban America. It is now not only known in pop culture as one of the strangest shows with a cuddle-ugly alien thing to possibly ever exist, but is infamous for its final episode's final shot showing Alf gazing into the sky while a spaceship, presumably from his home planet, is beaming light down on him. Does he ever get back home like E.T.? What happens to the family who cared for him for four seasons? And what about the government agencies that have chased after him? Fans will never know because the show ended on a huge cliffhanger in hopes of the network keeping them on another season, only to be axed a week or two after the finale aired. All of that long opening paragraph and out-of-the-blue Alf reference simply to say this: It's a big deal when a beloved, long-running scripted series gets a series finale.

ut did we deserve this finale? Eh! Let's first recap for any of those people who just like reading my words or like to experience things over again. With Olivia having told her clan that the only way to get out of their current predicament—on the cusp of being taken down and Mellie's presidency being de-legitimized due to charges of treason—was to go over the cliff and actually... tell the truth (gasp!). The truth about everything, but mainly about B6-13. Our finale, aptly titled “Over The Cliff” opened with them readying to testify about their involvement in and/or knowledge of this organization. Everyone from sitting president Mellie, to Fitz, to Olivia, to Huck and down the line were going to testify. They'd do this all to prevent Cyrus from taking over the white house. But first, in order to even get the clout and grand hearing that they wanted, the guy that was looking into Mellie's supposed treasonous attempt to bring down Air Force 2 had to do something drastic. See, he was threatened by Jake and saw no way to prosecute B6-13 without also incriminating himself and bringing everything down. He was a true white hat who only ever wanted to be in a position of power to push strongly for gun control. He asked one thing of Olivia: that she make Mellie act on gun control as one of her first agendas after they got their hearing. The promise made, he then shot himself, which triggered a shift of power back to David Rosen.
David, the long-suffering white-hat lawyer who saw himself stripped of his position a few seasons ago, only to come back and claim the seat as the USADA, was now taking over the investigation into B6-13, which held a higher priority than the treason against Mellie, from which he had to recuse himself. Cyrus' plan to take the oval has gone awry. So while David briefs Olivia's brood on what to expect during their testimony, telling them to give as much of the truth as possible, Cyrus goes to Jake and tells him that they need to get rid of David. Frankly, he wants a hit out on almost all of them at this point. Jake doesn't actively agree, but does go to find Rosen and tries to intimidate him out of continuing the investigation and bringing charges. He reminds him that he shot Cyrus' husband in the back on the street right in front of Rosen, and even raises his gun to him. But David, in his own glorious impersonation of the old Olivia Pope, gives Jake a serious talking to about being good and decent, and actually believing in something for himself and no longer being the puppet of everyone around him. It saves him and Jake disappears.
Jake goes back to Cyrus and tells him that he didn't do as “ordered” because he didn't want to, and that Cyrus can't say a single word to him about it because he isn't strong enough to do the killing himself. At this point, I got a little confused because I could have sworn that we did see Cyrus kill at least one person before through some means. I digress. Cyrus takes the criticism to heart and calls Rosen in in the middle of the night, while Rosen was cuddled up with Abby, so that he can sign a confession and make a deal that will absolve him of any future charges.

It's a trap that tries (and fails) to be rather Shakespearean in nature when he offers Rosen a drink of poisoned wine. Rosen falls to the floor as he is choking but is still alive. It takes too long for Cyrus, and he grabs a pillow and suffocates the man, but only after showing us the many faces of horror that we are to believe have changed him. He can't believe he's killed someone for the first time. After all of those orders to kill, all that bad-wolf bloviating he's done through the years, agony is writ upon his face as he must kill the most honest, upstanding, white hat probably on the entire show.
Meanwhile, as the group awaits a final decision about each of their testimonies to come in, and they all know that they will go to jail based on what they've said, Quinn and the group go to prison to visit Charlie, and perform a solo-visitation-room wedding officiated by Huck. It could be their last chance at tying the knot and Quinn wants to commit even if she'll never see Charlie again. Redhead Abby struggles not to cry and break down now that David is dead because they need to see this over-the-cliff thing all the way through to the fiery crash at the bottom, and if she starts mourning now, she'll never stop. Olivia goes to her father and asks him to stand in the sun with the rest of the group and also testify, to which he says that he is retired. They argue back and forth about the kind of woman he always wanted her to be and her fulfilling that destiny only for him to still say no and say that he is escaping the country. Olivia then hops over to Fitz and challenges him either to fight with her about their past bad decisions or make love to her on their potential last night of freedom. He chooses the latter, but Shonda then fails to give us one last great love scene.
And then they get the call. The call comes in that the decision has been delayed because of a new witness with new testimony. Yes, it is Papa Pope, Eli or Rowan as was his kill name, come to testify before the slew of white men looking at the facts concerning B6-13. In one last great speech for Joe Morton, he pulls out an epic white male privilege speech that sees him gloat about how he, a black man, quietly ran the country for 30 years, deciding presidencies, what laws would and wouldn't get enforced, who lived and who died, and basically every decision and every freedom that most US citizens take for granted, especially the white male ones. He was the true ruler, and he was the architect of such an organization that became bigger than the US Federal government itself. He was command, and you can't take command... But you can give it away. He appeals to their racist/racial bias bones and tells them that while he is command, the author and finisher of the American fate, they don't have to give the US public him. He doesn't have to be the face of this organization which surely must be dismantled and prosecuted. Instead of giving the public a black face in charge of everything, he (and they) sacrifices Jake, the current command. Jake is arrested and thrown in jail (I guess we were supposed to assume that the trial already went down) and everything is then pinned to him and his secret organization. The treason charges against Mellie quietly go away and Olivia tells her that she, too, is going to go away and let Mellie rule how she wants to, instead of being in her ear the whole time. Mellie respects that.

Olivia then goes to Jake in jail and talks to him one last time before he is set to be shipped off to Federal Super-max prison in Indiana (it might have actually been Illinois, but I watched the Cavs-Pacers game right after and my fury at its outcome may have soaked my memory). She asks who he might've been had she left him on that island a few seasons back, left him to stand in the sun and not dragged him back to DC. Like how many licks it takes, the world may never know.
Finally, Olivia calls Cyrus into the oval before officially packing it in and hands Cyrus his resignation papers. He starts talking about how he was never charged with anything and how he is clear and free. But then he shifts and asks Olivia if she can still enjoy a drink. Not a reference to David per se, he insists that after having finally crossed that mad line by killing David, he can no longer get the insanity and brutality of what all they've done over the years out of his blood system no matter what he tries. He can't even enjoy a good drink without thinking of the blood shed. Maybe it is time for him to finally go. He signs the papers and does just that.
We end with Charlie getting out of prison, Huck standing around with no real meaningful ending, Abby finally breaking down into tears because not only are they all not going to jail after their testimony was all redacted in order to charge Jake but Rosen is still super-dead, Mellie signing gun control as one of her first new measures and Olivia meeting Fitz on the sidewalk and doing the old romantic “Hi” thing that every writer has written at least once if they've ever done anything about romance (their, “You had me at hello,” moment). But the final shot is the most curious because it features two little black girls walking through the hall of presidential portraits and seeing Fitz's portrait which is of him behind a window (almost as weird as Obama bushes, but that one had some seriously hilarious symbolism). But then they turn a corner, walk a little farther only to stop and see a portrait of Olivia Pope in a dress that looks very similar to one that Shonda herself has worn before. Some fans have wondered about this ending and Shonda refuses to give the answer, but I think it's quite clear judging from Papa Pope's speech about power and her serving at the pleasure of white people, not to mention her having put two presidents into office and her own love affair with the oval, that this is a shot from far into the future, and she was, at one point, president.

OK, so now that we're caught up with the recap, I have to say that I absolutely hated this ending. It wasn't satisfying in the least and fell into the trap-trend that I saw possibly developing years ago. First, to talk about the potential trend, I have to mention the wave of reboots. If you look back through some of my posts, I completely called the trend of reboots slowly drifting back into TV now that movies were inundated with them. For certain, if you aren't a cinema/entertainment history buff, you should know that TV often follows the trends set by film, lagging behind by about eight years give or take. Had we seen a few reboots of old shows in the 90s? Sure. But not like what we have seen in the last 15 years with everything from Roseanne to 90210 to Dynasty and Dallas returning to our airwaves in some form or fashion. We are getting reboots and remakes at an alarming rate in a medium that must feed on new ideas in order to thrive. We're also realizing that the actors and actresses we absolutely loved on past series have found hard times after such big success earlier in their careers, leading many of them to be open to come back and retread familiar characters even after saying adieu to them so long ago. And no, hard times doesn't necessarily mean monetary-wise but can be just getting good roles again. So with this, I predicted about two years ago (unfortunately, I don't think it made it on to this blog, so if this is the first time you're reading it, remember where you heard it from) that some popular series of today would start writing series finales that leave a wide berth of story lines and characters to play with for possible reboot or “sequel series” considerations. This series finale completely smacks of that potential future nostalgia-pandering on both ABC and Shonda's behalf.
For starters, for the last two years I have maintained that Olivia was, in fact, the actual villain of the show. Thankfully, she said as much on the penultimate episode. I called that she was a villain after seeing the abortion episode. But note that it was not the act of having the abortion that made her a villain, rather the actions leading up to and beyond it and the way she went about everything in her life at that time that made her the villain. This also marked the show's long-gestating but finally completed transformation into something almost wholly different from what it started as. No, the show did not start as a political spy thriller, which it became in later seasons, but more as a romance/law show. It's crazy to think that while the political theater was always there, Olivia did more lawyering than politics: she helped people escape bad situations, defended the innocent, advocated for proper law and due process, and could try a case in the court of public opinion which would lead to their never being a trial. She and her group found evidence on people that no one else bothered to find, they helped stop terrorist plots and made good on promises to clients who they saw as good and decent people in a bad situation. The White House's role was more as a tool by which Pope could wield clout and get things done for her clients, rather than something she desired so that she could shape the world.

But as the show grew more political in story-line (not in tone. In tone, it was always addressing the social justice issues of today and kicking butt doing it), it shifted away from romance and went full steam with plots focused solely on the white house, even dropping the weekly cases of innocent people in need of help—I think they only had two of those this entire season, if I'm counting correctly and that's even after Quinn took over at OPA.
I said all of that to say that the shift in tone is what allowed the writers to be so lax in writing the finale and have it be perfectly setup for a reboot. See, now they can reboot the show either as the political drama it ended as or as the romance it started as, using the “hi” moment as a jumping-off point for future storytelling involving Liv and Fitz. But I also mentioned the change in the show to highlight the change in Olivia's character from good guy to bad guy, and suggest that the show should have concluded the way I have been suggesting for the last two years: either Olivia Pope dies or she falls on her sword for everyone and is imprisoned for life. We usually demand villains be punished in some way to make a satisfying ending for we viewers. Either that or everything goes back to happy-go-lucky times to give the viewers a happy ending. But I'd contend that Scandal askew-ed both in favor of an ambiguous ending that, again, allows for future stories to go anywhere.
On a show that was not shy about killing off its guest, main and recurring characters, none of the main players died in the finale after doing the most dirt through the seven-season run. Huck, Jake and Eli (as well as the gay secret service dude who killed the president's son) were all known killers throughout the duration of the show over its 11-year span of time, yet they all lived at the end. We also had Charlie and Quinn live happily ever after. Cyrus, the mastermind and right-hand to two presidents, who often communicated with his B6-13 cohorts openly and honestly about whom to kill, got to walk away without a single scratch to tarnish his legacy. The only important person who died was David Rosen, a good guy but someone whose death was, strangely, not felt as much as it probably should have been. Essentially, everybody who did crime and who did the most dirt got away, lived to see another day and lived through the BS. “We all did a bunch of bad stuff and nothing happened.”
The show started as a lovesick woman trying to atone for her past sins (rigging the election) by doing as much good for people that she could while using her White House influence to the people's advantage. But the worst thing is that the series and its finale never fully make this atonement. Yes, B6-13, the long-tentacled Hydra that controlled the government, is gone, but what of the rest of the crimes committed outside of their purview?
Even more troubling than the fact that everyone lived was that we still didn't get that great of an end to the romance. Some can argue that Liv's speech about making love to Fitz answered that question, but did it? Because to me that seemed like an everyday speech they'd make to each other. It wasn't memorable and wasn't a declaration of some higher level of feeling, it was just in the moment. It was far from Fitz's “Slave to you” speech in season 3(?), far from the stand in the sun speech, far from him begging to go to Vermont with her. And as far as it being a “You had me at Hello,” moment, even that Jerry Maguire speech was preceded by Jerry's/Tom Cruise's brilliant commitment plea to her. He had finally decided after all the back and forth that he was in. Here, I feel like they could probably break up the next week.

If I'm thinking about it, the same goes for the entire OPA family. Olivia's relationship with the others didn't feel restored to what it once was or even to what it was midway through the season. She still very much seemed lost and without a home at the end of the season, similar to how she found Quinn at the beginning of the series. It would have been great if that was the poetic note to be gotten from the show, but their switch in roles wasn't stressed enough for me throughout the series because Quinn never became white-hat good and strong. Just a few weeks ago she was going to kill Liv. And though we know where Quinn and Charlie are destined, what of everyone else? Will Mellie have her Olivia Pope-esque affair with her own younger black confidante in the one guy (you know, what's his name) or is that done? What about Abby? Where does she go from here after David's death? And why did Huck have that none-ending ending where all he did was basically stand in the background while everyone else got to emote about love, loss, doing the right thing or entering into a new chapter in their lives?
Ultimately, a good series finale is supposed to try to tie up loose ends about the fans' favorite characters. Yes, we know that the characters will probably continue on in their lives in the fictional worlds created by the show's creators, writers and producers, but finales are supposed to feel like the ending chapter in a very long but enjoyable book. But with the amount of loose ends left untied, this felt more like a run-of-the-mill season finale rather than a series finale. And it seemed quite clear from the ending that Shonda is open to revisiting it probably within the next 8-12 years, if only because of how I originally thought the series could end after viewing that electrifying first season way back in 2012: Olivia Pope becomes president. Fitz would be the first man, OPA would still be around and so would Mellie. And Cyrus, after maybe growing used to killing, would decide to resurrect B6-13 out of seeing a need for the organization in the country. And frankly, if this current trend of rebooting TV continues, and Kerry Washington is exposed to the world of so-so roles for actresses (though, the industry is changing and I think she won't have problems finding work, especially now that she's partnering to produce a TV adaptation of Celeste Ng's Little Fires Everywhere), she might be glad to come back and do a 13-episode-a-year season for a few seasons. Most certainly everyone else will want to, maybe with the exception of Cyrus. Outside of him, these are the best roles that any of these actors and actresses have ever played.
As a season finale of a show that will go on an “extended hiatus” for maybe a full three presidential terms, it's fine. But as a series finale like what it purports to be, it, without conflation or exaggeration, is literally in my top five shows that had the worst series finale ever. I should mention that I, unlike most people (apparently) think that Seinfeld still holds the place as the greatest series finale ever when you consider the entirety of the show and the rich silliness of the characters. Them going to prison for not helping a citizen being robbed was the most ironic (and thus, fitting) end to a group of people who lived their lives by trying to slip, cheat and obfuscate the system, and unintentionally doing some of the most infuriating things ever. They were regular people but also terrible regular people which is what made it so great for them to be imprisoned for being the regular people they were. They rarely ever tried to be good people, they just didn't want to be bad. I still contend that it was genius, and that it was able to bring back all of our favorite characters in the series in one of the least contrived or overly done (so many wedding finales) that we, to date, have ever seen. The end to Scandal should be considered a partial scandal in itself, because it definitely needed some fixing.

What do you think? Did you watch the Scandal finale? Did you like it? If you did, why? What were your favorite parts? Where do you think the characters will go? What do you think of the meaning behind the last shot? And would you be down to see Scandal get rebooted a few years down the line? Let me know in the comments below.

Until next time, “Well, well, lovers of liberty. You've hung in there for six years and seven twisty, good, OMG seasons. Now, maybe it's time for you—” 'Wait, did we not kill Sally Langston either? And after she got away with killing her husband?' “We should call somebody about this.” 'Command?' “That'll work. Wait, what's his number?” 'Don't worry. It's been handled.'
P.S. Wow! Everybody got to live. This is literally the reverse of Hamlet. I have to hand it to Shonda, she said she'd only have the show run for seven seasons, and she kept her word, even though it didn't quite satisfy all the cravings. Even though I didn't like the last two and a half seasons, I stuck it out (I usually do once I commit to a show. Can't wait to finally break up with Grey's and Once Upon a Time some day), and you tried your best to deliver. And sometimes your best is all that someone can ask for. Well done!
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Sigh! I don't know why it is that I feel like if I had a few thousand subscribers I would somehow be able to make a living off of ripping Warner Bros. DC these days, but that's where we are. I'd love to fly straight to the review and finish with this but that's not how we do it around here. Let me stop stalling and adding more words to what is already shaping up to be a long piece. This week, we're looking at Syfy's new show Krypton. So, is this show poised to take flight into a new stratosphere of mythos and intrigue for the Superman legend, or should this planet have stayed blown up and forgotten about? Let's find out together—well, I already know that it kinda sucks, but you're finding out as I write this.
Krypton is DC Comics' latest TV show because they can't do anything good concerning their movies. Birthed from the mind of David S. Goyer (one of the writers on Man Of Steel), we venture into the historical lore of Superman's famed home planet. Yes, we know that Superman was shipped away from the dying world by his parents on the eve of the world's destruction, but what happened before that, and why should we care? Frankly, we probably shouldn't, but some of the stuff we can assume could be relevant with his parents and whatnot, right? Wrong! Because this show doesn't follow his parents but his grandfather. What?! I know. It's rather crazy. Even crazier, we begin with his grandfather's grandfather being executed. OK, first some basic setup.
The planet, or at least the city we are dealing with on Krypton, is divided into a caste system. You have the rankless or the lowly workers (though I haven't seen much of what they do, similar to on ABC's ill-fated Inhumans, but I digress) and you have the ranked. The ranked members of society are split into houses that are labeled by name. So you have the house of El (remember, el was always like a surname for Superman and Supergirl and their respective parents), house of Zod, so on and so forth. These are the people who are ranked high and generally have high education and high jobs in the government. Remember, I usually try to watch the first three episodes of a series twice and take notes on them before writing one of these reviews. Here, just like on Inhumans, I can't remember them ever saying why there are the ranked and rankless. It literally just is because it is. The only thing I can assume, however, is that the rankless still give birth naturally which is why their quarters are overpopulated. That would make sense to me on why they would be deemed rankless because they would be going against the grain of the rules society has put into place.
From these rankless there is a small faction of rebels (some of the high-command call them terrorists) called The Black Zero. What their agenda is, I'm not quite sure. Again, it's rather murky. Yes, they want to overthrow the current oppressive government, but I'm not sure if they want to rule themselves or install something new or what. It's a little too early to tell. Right now all they are doing is terrorist stuff, and I know that's how most wars and rebellions start, but it would be good to know their list of demands. I'll do more world-building as we go throughout, but just know that there's some government and military stuff going on that tries to mimic every other political drama out there right now.

Ready for more world-building? OK, so apparently Krypton is actually an ice planet that is nearly inhabitable, save for these few domes in which the people live. That's fine as some (NOT ALL) of the comic writers have pictured Krypton as this as well, not to mention the Donner Superman also has the planet being like some kind of frozen tundra of beautiful white. But, in most of those renditions it was understood that the Kryptonians could still survive in their planet's own environment, you know, because if you're not a religious person, then... Science. Look, I am a Christian myself, but I know that science tends to say that through evolution dominant species evolve enough to live in and pseudo-conquer their environments. In other words, dominant species are able to live on their planet's surface without much need of other coddling from nature or their own ingenuity. But with the planet ravaged the way it is, it makes me think one of two things: either the planet has been plunged into this chaotic ice desert due to the Kryptonians own mismanagement (ie. Some kind of climate change/environmental destruction message which I would be all for even though they've said nothing to that effect), or they are not native to that planet. Both conclusions bring up intriguing questions.
The second conclusion speaks more to the bizarreness of the show, which I'll touch on further down when I reveal Val's big theory. But the first conclusion also is interesting because it posits that the planet wasn't always this way, and we even see what are clearly supposed to be ruins of an old world now reclaimed by the frost. The problem I have with that, however, is that why not show us that Krypton? Hell, if you're gonna go back to his grandpa, why not go all the way back to when Krypton, I assume, was thriving, and then show us the destruction through the years. You could even expedite it and have this ice thing coming insanely fast, panicking all of society and sending them into this archaic governing system. Hell, the writers and producers on this show talked about how “unexplored” Krypton was as fodder for great storytelling. They literally could've done anything far more creative here, but kinda missed the ball. Frankly, that is the entire critique of the show that you might read multiple times throughout this post. I digress.
Getting back to the story, Val is convicted of the two crimes, his honor and his house's name and rank are stripped (no more house of El) and he is forced to literally walk a holo-plank out of the protective force-field bubble around the city where he then plummets to his icy death. This all happens in front of his family and his nine-year-old grandson who absolutely adores him.

And then we zoom ahead 14 years. Val's grandson's name is Seg (formerly of the house of El). Now a 23-year-old rankless trotter, he works cons down at the local pub owned by his friend Kem (I think that's his friend's name, although it could be the name of another character). His friend owns the bar/tavern and makes bets on him about if he can get into fights and how long he can last in them or if he can win them. They win a little money and Seg leaves.
Now, for about the next two paragraphs it is really going to seem like I didn't actually watch this series at all, because you're gonna hear a common frame of me not knowing stuff. What Seg does for his regular job, I really don't know. In fact, similar to on Inhumans, I can only see maybe five jobs that are even available for people on Krypton. If you're ranked you can be a politician, soldier in the guard/army or a scientist (whether that's working in the baby farm or teaching). For the rankless you can be a bar owner or a salvager of the old lands. I assume that there's maybe some kind of mine somewhere to work because most rankless look dirty like they've been digging coal to power the force-field, or that there are farmers to feed everyone, although I guess the scientists could also be doing the food creating. Frankly, I don't know any of this stuff because the show does such a poor job at trying to meld two far-different dichotomies: hyper-advanced future with medieval barbarism.
Anyway, I mention Seg's job (or lack thereof) because he somehow winds up in the high court just as the many-faced god (or maybe it's priest?) and the other guy in charge Daron-Vex (again, Vex is the surname) are about to make a ruling on someone. The guy on trial is a member of The Black Zero and has a bomb implanted in his arm. Seg suddenly appears, sees the bomb and tackles the guy to the ground before he can blow it, which was strange because the dude had the bomb's trigger in his hand and only needed to press his thumb down and everyone would've exploded. Anyway, the guards shoot the guy's arm off with a cool laser blaster and everyone is impressed.
Suddenly, just from that little act of heroism, Seg is brought in front of Daron and his daughter Nyssa, and told that because of his hard work (again, doing what?) and heroism from earlier in the day, he is being absorbed into the House of Vex. He is to marry Nyssa but must take the Vex name (again, he technically has no name anymore as El was banished and it is even a crime to say that name). While he already hates this, he thinks that at least this will be good for him and his parents to get out from living in the rankless slums. They know they can't go with him, and they still believe in what his grandpa was doing. So, before there is even some kind of ceremony he and Nyssa go to that Matrix-looking baby farm, give some blood through a thumb prick and have their baby start to be grown in an egg. They learn the imprinted future of the baby and everything, learning that it'll be a boy, he'll live for 173 cycles and will serve in some government office nobly and faithfully for years. This way is efficient.

Jayna seems to be the commanding general or at least one of the highest ranked in the military at the moment. She is teaching a class on combat to her young soldiers when we meet her. We also meet her daughter Lyta-Zod who is part of the newest class of soldiers officially ready to take to the field. Lyta is currently arranged to be married to Dev-Em (another black guy). He seems to be the hallmark of a potential favorite son-in-law: tall, dark, handsome, follows orders, is intelligent and sticks to the status quo. But Lyta is actually in love with another.
Yep, you guessed it, Lyta-Zod is in love with Seg formerly of house El. And that's when you realize that they have made the legendary fight between Zod and Superman into a Hatfields vs. McCoys feud that has been going on for centuries. Yes, in both films Jor-El was against Zod but it still didn't feel like two families feuding because one broke the other's heart. Here, that's exactly what it is shaping up to be. Jayna makes an example of her daughter by stabbing her through the hand in combat and telling her that she is weak because she asked for mercy and this group of warriors never ask for mercy. You fight to the death, period. So she sneaks off and has a roll-around with Seg where they talk about not making waves and his offer to be part of house Vex. The funny thing is that their dialogue isn't filled with longing and heartache as they discuss how madly in love they are or how they wished that the rules were different. I assume that maybe they aren't really that much in love, but who knows.
At this point I must mention that this first episode, with commercials removed, really only clocked in at around 37 minutes because they followed it up with a 9 minute discussion from multiple comic book artists, writers, movie writers and everyone you would associate with Superman on screen or on paper, even Geoff Johns. I say that because I will mention it in the review but also because it sorta cuts the episode short.

Next Seg runs into this guy who is dressed in human clothes and looks like a human and is wearing a Detroit Lions hat. This guy gives him that weird little Superman-emblem crystal like from Man of Steel and tells him to find the fortress. Seg's parents debate whether to tell him or not. Finally, his mom rescues him on the street from being beaten by some guards and hovercrafts him out to this place where Val used to come to do his science stuff. There's an apartment there that they can get into and another space that he must use the crystal to open, and she says that they tried opening it but couldn't but now maybe he can. But then she's caught and is accused of being a traitor like her father-in-law. When they ask who was in the hovercraft with her, her husband steps forward to take his son's place and lie. Her husband then, for no real reason, tries to shoot the Vex only to be blasted. His wife soon follows.
Seg, knowing his parents died to keep this secret and hoping to do something with the crystal, goes back to the place Val had hidden in the icy always-blizzarding tundra and inserts the crystal. It opens into a Fortress of Solitude that his grandfather had. And poof, the Detroit Lions guy is there again and gives him the disintegrating cape of Superman, tells him that he is a time traveler from centuries in the future where Seg's grandson is this symbol of greatness but that the future is in danger because Krypton is currently in danger from a powerful force. This force is the consumer of worlds known as Brainiac. So together Seg and this mysterious guy must work to stop Brainiac from taking Krypton because Mr. Tentacles is already out there and is coming there way. Oh, that big theory that his grandfather had: that they are not alone in the universe and that he saw a biological life form heading their way. Whaaatttt?! Yeah, I know it's kinda blowing your mind and making you question everything you knew about Superman and his home planet.
Episode two sorta picks up where we left off. Seg explores the fortress more and comes to discover a hologram of his grandpa is all up in and through that place. His grandpa does this info-dump on him and talks about how he was working on technology that could see far into the stars and even let him travel to these places. Mr. Detroit or Mr. Strange (or something like that; sorry, I can never quite catch the names in shows no matter how hard I try. But he's supposed to be a known comic character who uses a stone to travel through space/time) tells him about Brainiac. He says that he himself is from earth and that Brainiac collects civilizations, planets and cities he finds interesting, often destroying the rest of the planet or civilization in order to preserve what he thinks is the most perfect example of that civilization. He travels across space looking for planets and is headed their way. He urges Seg and Kem to help him look for any forward scouts that Brainiac sends out to make sure there is life on a planet and it is worth taking or “preserving.” So while Seg has to continue to deal with his new status as part of house Vex, Strange and Kem go into the forbidden lands to search for an orb that Brainiac sent out.

Meanwhile, Lyta tries to prove that she belongs not only in house Zod but that she belongs in the warriors brigade and should be taken seriously as a fierce warrior and leader. It's your basic legacy-stuck-in-her-parent's-shadow story that you'd find in any teen fantasy book or show. There is some trouble and whatnot that's brewing down in the rankless sections, and they are planning to go to war with them to combat The Black Zero before it grows even larger, but Lyta doesn't want that because, even though she is highborn, she has always looked at the rankless as people too, especially now that Seg is part of it (we are to assume that they knew each other as children all the way up to age 9, hence the romance that seems improbable). So she challenges her superior officer of her squad to a ritualistic dual that has its basis on the actions of some previous dude that came along, climbed to a mountain and decreed that anyone who thought they could rule could come and challenge him in a battle to the death. Somehow, he became the first general or ruler. I should take this opportunity to say that, among the things I don't know is what kind of government this is: kingdom, twisted republic, etc. Yes, the castes are there and it seems to be Vex calling most of the shots, but he's not the most powerful one from what I can see.
Anyway, everyone doubts her, and her betrothed and mother both say she'll probably die and that it was stupid for her to challenge this dude. She beats the guy, he asks for mercy, and she utters the same line her mother said on the first episode after she snaps his neck.
As she is proving herself worthy, Seg wanders around and sorta does a lot of nothing on this episode. He manages to say that he will not bow to house Vex and take their name because he won't be used as their puppet, but will, somehow still remain among the ranked. Now, at this part I will say that I got a little bored, let my mind wander (on both viewings) and missed what he figured out, but it was something that he thought he could use to somewhat lord over the Vex's head. And we also learn that Nyssa chose him to be her betrothed through some kind of twisted plot. In other words, she somehow influenced his being at the courtroom to stop that bomber that day so that his heroism could be a huge public spectacle. Why? I don't know. But again, I assume that Seg, Lyta and Nyssa all knew each other when they were young and all still part of the ranked. However, it's hard to think that she might've had a crush on him that lasted for 14 years or that she could know who he is now as opposed to then, so I'm not sure why she chose him. A mystery for the season.
The biggest thing was that Detroit (my nickname for him) and Kem went to the ice lands and did find an orb that they learn at the end of the show is one of the scout orbs that Brainiac sent. This signifies just how close he is to the planet (basically, he's already here).

Episode three dives deeper into Brainiac. We learn—get ready for this one because this is gonna sorta blow your mind—that Val actually created the Phantom Zone. That's not the kicker, though. The kicker is that the Phantom Zone to him is not some prison or empty zone like it has been in pretty much every TV, film and, for the most part, comic book iteration of Superman and/or the Justice League that has come along, but is actually like some kind of wormhole. Think of it as a mix between The Flash's Speed Force and that strange four-dimensional book case from Interstellar. According to Val he explored the universe by using the Phantom Zone, was able to go to different planets, and he learned of Brainiac through one of his Phantom Zone excursions. Granted, the way he talks about it is that he has done all of this through some sort of phantom projection similar to Marvel's Doctor Strange, so he wasn't there physically and the zone acts sort of like a TV and telescope combined. But the idea is there. To recap, the Phantom Zone is not a prison, it's not an empty vast void like it always has been, it's actually a tool or passage to another dimension where the mind can travel freely across time-space.
Val's Fortress hologram explains that it is because of this travel that he knows that the orb they found is supposed to be filled with a parasite. Brainiac himself can determine if a planet has organic life. Once he knows it does, he sends out the parasite to latch on to any organic host. That parasite is supposed to get the lay of the land in order to send info back to Brainiac on whether this city, culture or planet is worth taking. But the parasite always kills the host after relaying this info. Of course the orb they find is empty. They immediately switch to the rankless outlands scavenger who found it to show us that the parasite has gotten into her and it's just a matter of time before she is taken over completely. We're supposed to feel bad for her because she has a daughter and is a friend of Kem and Seg, but she loses it halfway through the show, beats up a bunch of guards and runs off for Seg to find her later. Seg does manage to find her and sees her eyes completely blacked out like Brainiac's usually are. She tries to strangle him for a while, but he manages to bop her on the head as she is trying to tear some stuff up with a computer, so she can learn and send the info back to Brainiac. They then bring her back to the fortress only to realize that she has become a Kryptonian transmitter and is sending B the info right now.
As that is going on, Lyta is sworn in as her squad's new leader after killing the old one. Even though her mother is proud of that accomplishment, she's still upset because she doesn't think Lyta will be good at this job and disobeys the way it is too often. Her betrothed thinks the same. She proves them both half-right when she and her squad are dispatched to the rankless slums to quell the hottest breeding bed for the radicalism of The Black Zero. They're supposed to question and arrest people and put fear into them that they should not try to help these rebels. One of her troops gets overzealous and shoots one of the people, claiming self-defense. Lyta has her arrested instead of the rankless, ruffling House Vex's feathers. But Lyta has more to be concerned with because Seg comes to her with news of his grandfather being right and an evil alien coming to attack them soon. She suggests they take such proof to the top government officials, but he says no because he actually has a brain and has been paying attention to the show. We end with another shot of Brainiac in the middle of his skull ship with all of his tentacles crawling across his face as he gets his jollies on anticipating his next takeover.

What's my grade? I give it a shaky C. Yep, that's the first time I've ever given a TV show a shaky grade. I say that the grade is shaky because one, I'm not grading just for myself but for you too, and with that in mind, I would say that whether you enjoy this show depends on so many variables it seems almost unreal. All I can say is what I do and don't like and why I have judged things that way. For starters, this show is waaaayyyy too dark. Not just in tone but in actual aesthetic texture. I was literally ten minutes into the first episode and knew how I'd feel about almost the rest of the series and came up with this line: they took the Man of Steel aesthetic but seemingly dropped most of the history and mythos built within that film. That's factor number one on whether you'll like this show.
I'm guessing you're reading a post about a comic book show based around the legacy of Superman because you like Superman, and if you like Superman you probably saw Zach Snyder's version in the last three films of Man of Steel, Batman v. Superman and Justice League. If you like those portrayals, particularly all the stuff from the opening 30 minutes of Man of Steel when they are on Krypton, I'm not saying you'll like this show, but I am saying that your probability of enjoying it has increased by 50%. (For a marker, I semi-enjoyed Man of Steel, but still felt it was far from the Superman we want and deserve, and thought the opening was incredible). Even better, I think I can confidently say that they (Syfy and WB) clearly spent some good money on this show. The sets, for the most part, are real and not CGI/greenscreened to death. The CGI that they do have (some of the flying vehicles and beams of light and Brainiac's spaceship, etc.) have rendered fairly well (better than that monster they expected us to call Doomsday in BvS). And the angles and shots sometimes (not all the time) have a film-like quality to them.

Worse still, this, like the Man of Steel franchise (we'll just say this for now and include BvS and JL in that), uses a character in Superman who is uniquely associated with light and strips away all the vividness of the precursor narrative. No, they don't have to show some kind of happy-go-lucky people like what Superman is, but if the name Krypton was not on the show, you wouldn't think this had anything to do with Superman. It feels more like a Batman prequel which leads me to my next point:
The plot and tenuous connection with Superman. Back when Gotham first premiered I remember some of the live-or-die-by-comic-books fanboys losing their mind and bawling their eyes out because they were going to feature a Batman show without Batman. Now, while some die-hards still hate the show, it has garnered a healthy and loyal following that has supported it through multiple seasons. Remember, Gotham along with Krypton (it took much longer to get this show off the ground due, I'm hearing, to massive story problems) and Marvel's Agents of SHIELD came along in a time when the studios wanted to capitalize on their comic book properties more than ever but didn't want to overexpose their big-name properties, so figured they could give side stories that surround our mightiest heroes lives. In other words, you don't get Thor but maybe you get Lady Sif to come and help out with a tiny non-world-threatening mission. But where Krypton differs from Gotham and, to an extent, all of those other peripheral shows, is that it has nearly no connection to Superman, nor what we know and love about the character.
On Gotham it is intriguing to see how the city became so corrupted and grew increasingly more and more desperate until Batman became a needed force in the streets. Not only that, but we are able to see the genesis of some of his villains, especially the older ones. Batman had a gaggle of different ages of villains, whether it was the much older Penguin or Professor Strange or Ras Al Ghul, or those nearer to his age in Catwoman and Poison Ivy. Was there a desire to see them all in their youth? No, but there was intrigue to see how they became the desperate, damaged people they are, and what, if any, noise they made during Batman's formative years. It let us know that people didn't suddenly explode into villains once Batman came on the scene, and they weren't all stable adults that had one bad day and decided to start killing. No, they were around and living often normal lives but had secrets that slowly revealed themselves. And Bruce no longer had to be this Jesus-like character: we learn of one instance in his childhood (Jesus was in the temple being about his father's work) and then zoom forward to him becoming Batman in adulthood. His transformation isn't triggered by one or two things, but a slew of horrible things that forces him into the cape and cowl.

On Krypton, we have almost none of that. For starters, setting the show almost a hundred (or maybe a couple hundred, according to Detroit) years in the past is such a baffling idea that I can't for the life of me figure out why they made it. If you're going to go to the past, either go to the extreme past, like before the world became the ice palace it is now, or close in the past, like showing his father either as a child or doing his own fighting as an adult. This intermediate selection disconnects us from both. Those ruins, how they got there and why the people now live in force-fields seems like a far more interesting story I would want to see enacted rather than told in an expo-dump later this season or in seasons to come. On the reverse side, showing a young Jor-El maybe falling in love, fighting with Zod, fighting to save his planet or learning of its imminent destruction is also more intriguing. But in this show, they decide to choose his grandfather? Huh? Even worse, his grandfather is talking to his grandfather, which lets me assume that the world has been like this in these bubbles for a while. And then they make it into a political show where the have-nots are fighting against the haves on a planet we all know will soon blow up. Like, huh? Why should I even care? Because it's not like there's any drama surrounding a potential countdown before the world explodes. They don't even now they're in danger and the danger they have is superfluous to Superman, really. Again, why should I care? I don't know.
The time is also interesting because we have no idea how time works on Krypton, and they refuse to tell us in any solidified agreed-upon way. We first hear that time operates in years because the show skips ahead 14 years to catch Seg as an adult. But during the baby Matrix conception we hear that his and Nyssa's child will live for 173 cycles. So is a cycle a year? Does that mean he'll be 173 when he dies? How does the time on Krypton compare to the time on Earth? How old can they live to be on their own planet? And yes geeks and freaks out there, I know that time and measurements of it work differently depending on your revolutionary path around the sun and rotational spin on the planet's axis, but there has to be some set marker of time between their planet and ours that we can properly identify. We need that because of my third point on time:
The villains' ages. If this makes it past season one and it probably will because it is super-expensive and studios don't like giving up so easily on expensive stuff related to tentpoles, I assume it will feature more galactic villains that are familiar to Superman fans. OK. I'm fine with that, but you have to tell me how old they're supposed to be, because if they're thousands of years old by the time they get around to fighting Superman, then they should've clearly won those battles on the count of them being wiser. But even more to the point, these villains are world-ending villains. How would these backwoods Kryptonians defeat them enough to not have killed them but allowed them to go free and terrorize some other part of the universe until arriving at earth? With Joker/Jerome (now his twin brother) on Gotham we know that the kid has been through a bunch of craziness already and has gone to Arkham and been dead before, so once he and Bruce finally make their full transformations we'll understand why they haven't already destroyed each other and might never get around to it. Here? Brainiac is coming and I have no idea how they're going to defeat him in an adequate way that will make me think he could still come back and be this huge villain against Superman, especially because of my next point:
They didn't know they weren't the only ones in the universe. Like... what? Remember back when I started the review section and said that this show took the aesthetic of Man of Steel without taking the history. This is what I meant. In that movie, Zod mentions that they've been going around to different planets and scouting them to see if they could hold Kryptonian life for thousands of years (yes, we're back on the time thing). How would they not have encountered aliens? If they were doing any kind of interstellar travel, wouldn't Oa have contacted somebody about this? Don't know. In fact, the show posits that they've never done any kind of space travel. That only leads to more questions. Are they really an advanced society, because it seems like they're a society that Captain Kirk and Spock would have orders to not interfer with. Really, the only super-advanced thing I've seen them have is how they make the babies, and a few flying cars here and there. But everything else seems primitive. And if they do get all of this technology (maybe they obtain it by beating Brainiac), then how do they get adept enough to use it to send a baby off to a far-off planet populated with people when they DON'T EVEN KNOW OTHER BEINGS EXIST! This show is nonsense.
How would they learn all of this knowledge about the universe—enough to have those tons of crystals for Superman to study in his Fortress of Solitude—within the span of two generations? Again, I see where they are or at least could go with this and use Brainiac as the Deus Ex Machina that launches Krypton into a golden technological age that would dwarf our own of the last 60 years in comparison, but gimme a break. Would it even be fair to call them an advanced civilization at that point if they only get advanced in the last two generations of their existence? This is one of the problems I had with Black Panther: they are this super-advanced society yet still settle matters of a thousand different other things, including their politics, by rather barbaric means. I get the fascination for writers to juxtapose the two ideas of technological advancement with caveman-like behavior but when does the line get drawn? Hopefully on an alien planet.

Speaking of alien, for all my sci-fi geeks out there, this show is the most geekworthy-devoid show I probably have ever seen on the Syfy channel, and I don't watch much of the Syfy channel. There's almost nothing in it that tells you it is a science fiction show, and that goes doubly for a show based off of a superhero or comic book character. Dark Horse comics or some of the other comic vendors that don't have the big name of DC or Marvel behind them, I can see this being one of their shows. But a DC show? This? I don't know what this is. On Krypton none of the Kyrptonians have any superpowers which I'm OK with (maybe their superpower is to live excessively long regardless of what planet they are on), although I would've liked it if everyone had at least one power that everyone could do and to them doesn't seem super, but I digress. They live like humans, have the same kind of governmental problems as humans, fight like humans and even love like humans, but they just don't procreate like us. But here's the kicker, they also don't seem to have an atmosphere all that different to earth. I say that because of Mr. Detroit's (Strange) seemingly unaffected demeanor from walking around on Krypton. Granted, we have no idea how long he has been there or if he himself is an alien to both Krypton and Earth, but what we do know is that we never once see him in a space suit or struggling to breathe in their air or adopt or adapt to their culture and environment. It literally feels like an American Michigander crossed the border into Canada and discovered everyone speaks curiously with a British accent.
With a lack of alien presence (outside of Brainiac who still isn't on the planet yet), politics that are playing out too similar to our own (but surprisingly with dumber twists to them; think India's caste system and sprinkle in a little bit of Brexit), a weakly-plotted and executed environmental message (again, where's the story about the ruins and why the planet is so cold that they can't survive for too long outside of the force-field), and the fact that they are only just now realizing that they aren't alone in the universe (mimicking our current NASA-fueled questions) it makes you wonder as to why they even decided to make this show and call it Krypton. You take three things out—the names, the cape, Brainiac—and this is a run-of-the-mill Syfy channel show with no draw, no comic book fanbase and rather boring politics. It's trying to be a knock-off of Game of Thrones but takes none of the good parts of that series and doesn't add in its own good parts.
Remember, I've gone through this entire review without talking about the strange mixing of races which I promised to talk about, the fact that they felt compelled to use the Man of Steel aesthetic yet used the Donner movies Superman music, inexplicably have a Fortress of Solitude for Val (so Superman can't have anything that he himself came up with?), have yet to show the red sun in all of its glory, have failed to explain the dude who wears the mask of the many faces, have failed to explain why the Vex and the others in charge are so against Val and anyone else talking about life beyond their planet and have failed to make me adequately care about any of the characters. Still, with all that said, this is a toss-up to me.
Finally, I go back to something that Geoff Johns and Goyer were saying. They were talking about how DC gives their artists so much leeway to do whatever they want with material. They (Goyer specifically) stressed how Superman is, even though he grew up in the Midwest, an alien. They even talked about how he as a superhero is so important and what he means as a character. Ultimately, the reason why I still hear bad stuff coming out of DC (this time about Aquaman) is because I still don't think they understand their properties. Sure, Geoff and Goyer might understand the character but fail to understand what really shapes the character and how the fans view the character. Yes, he's an alien but the only thing that makes him an alien are his powers. Superman... Clark Kent... Kal-El is ultimately a humble boy from Kansas who grew up being instilled and filled with love, an appreciation for all life and understanding the joy of living it. He's not a hero because it's in his blood or because he feels it is his duty, he's an ordinary guy who does heroic shiznit because he is the one who can do it. Literally none of the history of Krypton shapes Kal-El. Kara on the other hand...
Yet, even in here, within their own declaration do they fail. While Superman is supposed to be this big alien playing human, they do nothing to make this world feel alien to us. In fact, this world is no more alien to us than Mexico is alien. And before half of the population starts spouting off about illegals and drugs and poverty and blah, blah, blah, remember that we have all that crap, too, not to mention the same dominant religion. Now, Americans going to some place like Iraq or Jerusalem would be way more of a culture shock than Mexico.
Should you be watching? This is why the grade is so shaky, because I really don't know if the average viewer would enjoy this or not. Granted, there's been plenty of stuff that I've said is stupid and manages to stay on TV while stuff that I enjoyed was canceled, and I still watch Agents of SHIELD after all this time, so... But with that said, I know that some of my own expectations probably clouded my judgment. I was really excited to see this show because I wanted to know what they would and could do with a famous name and an almost blank slate waiting for creativity. What I felt I got was an amalgam of some of the worst ideas and retreads that I have seen in an original property in a while. It, sadly, feels like Goyer's other series Flash Forward which premiered to amazing numbers and had an amazing premise but sputtered out after only a few episodes because it was big on concept, yet had no emotional weight and terrible execution. It was a great idea in theory, but in execution... Eh! Feels the same with Krypton. If you like political shows where the politics is fuzzy, you might like this. Like young people rebelling against their parents? Might like this. Like Game of Thrones but don't like that pesky magic or the intricate writing? Might like this. Liked the aesthetic but not the story of Man of Steel? Might like this. Like your sci-fi and fantasy shows light on sci-fi and fantasy? Might like this. But if you like something that is fresh and new and exciting and filled with adventure, or doesn't move slowly, or feels like stuff actually happens on every single episode, or you're looking for cool Superman Easter Eggs, or think that Krypton is going to be this rich world full of fantastic stories to tell, then look elsewhere because this show is not for you. Krypton airs Syfy Channel Wednesdays at 10pm EST.
What do you think? Have you heard of Krypton? If not, do you think you'll check it out now? If you have heard of it, have you seen it? Do you like it? Was I too rough on it? What is your favorite part? Do you think Brainiac will be the main villain for the shows duration or will they bring in other extraterrestrial rogues? And tell me honestly if you would've preferred to see a show or at least something about the ancient past of the Green Lanterns instead. Let me know in the comments below.

Until next time, “It's a bird!” “It's a plan! It's su--” 'Hold on! Why the hell are we all suddenly looking up in the sky and pointing at things that fly? Is this some weird flash-mob thing I'm in? Or do you two guys just always travel together and do this in random groups of people to make them think they might see Superman?'
P.S. Yeah, I never quite trusted some of the writers behind these Superman comic books. I always get this sneaking suspicion that they actually hate Superman as a character and think that he's too goody-two shoes. It's strange that people are loving Captain America right now but so many comics fans always credit their dislike of Superman by saying that he's too perfect or too goody-goody. What the hell do you think Captain America always was? I digress. I still want to write a Superman/Justice League movie, because I think I can do the characters justice, but that's just me. I'll think of a better sign-off next time.
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April 18, 2018
Oh! Oh! Ohh! It's Magic #Deception #ABC #3weekroundup #recap #review #newseries

I am back once again with another super-late review. Again, some shows I'm not even gonna get to review so get off my back. They probably suck anyway. I'm sorry. That was wrong. I shouldn't have written that and then not edited it out. I know we all work very hard to be creative, so saying that something is terrible without even seeing it is something a troll would do. Let's start this review before I get totally off track. So, does Deception bring back that magic feeling or is it a one-trick white guy—uh, I mean pony. White guy. Whichever. Let's find out together!
ABC's Deception is the newest procedural that follows the craze of taking one hardened officer of the law and partnering them with a rather goofy genius of his trade. Before, ABC succeeded in spades with this concept by partnering the quirky mystery novelist (shameless plug: The Man On The Roof on sell June 22nd on Amazon Kindle) Richard Castle with sizzling, yet dedicated tough cop Kate Beckett on the show Castle. While it had a great run that saw the pair slowly fall in love and eventually get married while solving murders and mysteries together for the better part of seven seasons, it ended rather abruptly after ABC, in a hugely sexist move, refused to pay lead actress Stana (happy early B-Day Ms. Katic) the raise she rightfully deserved, while Nathan got a raise and the idea floated around that the series could go on with just him at the helm. Yes, it's been two or three years and I'm still a little bitter at that non-finale finale that they had (what the hell are we to think about them both being shot and then suddenly cutting to a scene of them as a family with two new kids? Was that a dream sequence? Are they dead or was that real, and they both survived being shot?). I digress. This time around ABC has decided to pair an FBI agent with a magician. Yeah, this is gonna be tricky.

FBI special agent Kay Daniels (played by Ilfenesh Hadera. Damn, I just bit my lip thinking about her. I really have to cut down on the creepy sexual stuff on this blog if I ever wanna be successful or at least stop mentioning it to you all. Damn, I just bit my lip again. Hey, if Christian Grey and Ana can get away with it...) is magically paired with world-renowned magician Cameron Black (played by Jack Cutmore-Scott). Wait, let me reverse this a little.
It all starts with Cameron's Vegas show he calls Deception. He starts small by talking directly to the camera about a card trick and describing the idea behind a magician's setup, his slight of hand and the prestige. After the trick, he walks to his behind-the-scenes assistants. We first have Gunter (Vinnie Jones) who seems to be the props guy. He builds the contraptions for Cameron to use in his show. We also have Jordan (Justin Chon; happy to see more Asian men getting some shine) who seems to play the techie behind the more advanced illusion parts of, uh... illusions. We round out the team with Dina (Lenora Crichlow; how many beautiful, in-charge women can this show have. Apparently, only three) who seems to be his business manager. He handles the magic while she handles everything else.

...end up in New York's Times Square, having completed the illusion for a TV special. The trick and show ended, he walks off and gets into his car with a gorgeous mystery woman played by Stephanie Corneliussen. As they flirt and go back and forth, and she throws herself at his feet in hopes of being his next conquest, he notices that she has two different color eyes. And then they crash. While he is able to get up and walk away from the crash, he finds that she has been thrown from the car and is dead on the road. The problem is that when he goes to check on her, she no longer has two different colors of eyes. It's a different woman and this new woman has been dead for some time. He then runs.
The next morning police come to Cameron's Vegas hotel room/home and try to arrest him for the accident. The only problem, it isn't actually him. Nope, this dude pulled a Christopher Nolan's The Prestige and has lived his entire life with a twin that no one knew about. His brother is the one that ran. Now, his brother Johnathon, is in prison for the murder of that woman. He explains what he remembers about that night and hopes that Cameron can find this woman. Now that their secret is out, Cameron swears that he will do everything in his power to find this mystery woman. And then we jump a full year into the future, and he's made no progress.
Meanwhile, special agent Kay Daniels and her partner Mike Alvarez (Amaury Nolasco) are hot on the trail of a big drug-cartel member. She even is sitting on his private plane, ready to take him in when things go haywire. As soon as she gets off the plane and is joined by her partner and the other agents, the other tactical agents' smoke grenades start going off, sending up clouds of red smoke that fill the plane hangar. Kay and the others evacuate right before the plane explodes, leaving a terribly marred wreckage and zero bodies. This shows on the news. Cameron sees it and recognizes the red smoke as a signature that he used in a trick where he made a plane disappear on one of his specials. A take-initiative kinda guy, he goes to the still-active crime scene and does some charming magician's stuff to tell them that their plane didn't blow up but disappeared, and he thinks that the magician that did it specifically wanted him to know that they did it. He even theorizes that they drove the plane away to another hangar somewhere close in the middle of the night. Kay is naturally skeptical about all of this until Cameron shows her the tracks they used to move the plane and knocks down the false back-wall that was the door through which they snuck out the plane.

The plan changes after Kay sees how convincing Cameron's disguise is to everyone else. He agrees to be used as bait to lure the cartel boss out of hiding because they know that word will spread that the banker has supposedly been talking to the Feds. They kidnap the real accountant and replace him with Cameron, and follow the SUV that takes him straight to the cartel boss. Cameron is tied up and blindfolded and nearly killed when he causes some chaos, knocks the cartel boss's guys out and grabs the wheel of the SUV while still blindfolded. After a harrowing drive through the city, he and the boss escape into an alley where the boss is about to shoot him until he notices that the end of the alley is only a painting. He hasn't even realized that he walked literally right into a trap, a fake alley surrounded on all sides by wood. He's already imprisoned. He still tries to shoot Cameron, and thinks he's succeeded when the magician goes down. But our guy pops back up and shows the bullet he caught from the old bullet-catch trick. Really, he just replaced the cartel guy's gun with a Gunter prop during the chaos in the SUV. Unfortunately, the guy gives him some gobbledygook about a dragon when Cameron asks about the evil magician.
We end with Cameron in a wrap party with the special agents and Kay unveiling a small piece of evidence she found at the scene of the plane disappearance. The trick was exactly like his, except for one thing: a deck of cards was left behind. Cameron takes out the deck of cards to reveal a one-way burner phone. It automatically calls the evil magician who is... the mystery woman that Johnathon had in his car with him that night. The two-colored-eyed mistress set the trick up on his brother as well. In her best Carmen San Diego impression, she stands in a Germany airport in all red as she is a globe-trotting, sexy, magical illusionist. And the game is on, because it seems like she wants to be caught, or at least pursued.

Episode two focused on Cameron and his group's attempt to stay working with the FBI. While their expertise proved useful for the first crime that involved a magician's trick aimed specifically at getting his attention, every crime is not like that. Even more, the FBI doesn't really care that much about his brother and the supposed “I was framed” story that Johnathon is telling. But Cameron knows that he needs the resources of the FBI to help find magical Carmen San Diego. And unlike Richard Castle who had a legit reason to shadow the NYPD, not to mention a very close friendship with the mayor who owed him a favor, Cameron has none of that. So, he decides to audition by using magical tricks to impress the special agent in charge. Unfortunately, she is not impressed and while Kay may be semi-open to the idea, she is not about to bend over backwards to get him privileges.
And then another murder happens. This time some criminal lawyer who has worked for the Russian mob for years is murdered during his morning run. At a stop in his run, some young kid (19) comes and shoots him in the face with a water gun, yells “got you” and runs away. The man first thinks that the liquid is just water, but then breaks out with red splotches on his face and kills over from a poison. The mob wanted him dead because he had just recently decided he had enough with criminals after having a child with his foreign wife, and was working on a deal with the DOJ to rat.
Cameron injects himself into this investigation by overhearing the breakdown of the crime, then showing up to the murder scene like he did with the plane disappearance. He explains that while it was not a magic trick, this whole thing—the gotchu, the bright blue and orange the killer was wearing, even the full-framed appearance in a security camera that caught the murder—is all a performance. He surmises that this was not just a killing but a well-planned, staged killing. Kay and Mike decide to see where this could go.
It goes up to a second floor apartment just outside of where the man was murdered. A young boy, who always throws paper airplanes out of the window in the morning, happened to have seen a blue van with a very distinct business decal sitting outside filming the murder. As it happens, they spot the van at a park across town and catch the murderer about to do the same thing to the lawyer's wife and baby. But when they catch him, the kid thinks he's on a reality TV show and wonders if he's won the game. The van gets away and they catch the kid. Cameron thankfully stops the agents from shooting the kid who doesn't even know the squirt gun is filled with a toxin. They take him back to questioning and discover that he only just moved to NYC and was approached on the street by a supposed producer. The producer, as it turns out, is a Russian mobster who works for the big boss. If the young boy can tell them more about this guy, they could maybe get him. The problem: the kid suddenly falls ill with the same poison while in the interrogation room, presumably for having gotten drops of the liquid on his skin after carrying the squirt gun around all day.
Now, the race is on to find the gangster so that they can find an antidote to save the innocent kid's life. Even worse, the special agent in charge has to follow the law which states that the kid is the killer until they can actually get the real killers behind this plot. Cameron and the agents go to the square where the kid was picked by the producer and find a street performer to ID the “producer” he saw trying to get volunteers for the reality show. But they still need the kid to ID the Russian in order to get a warrant for his nightclub.
Cameron, however, doesn't have to operate by the same rules of law. He and his team devise a plan to go to the club and speak to the Russian. Cameron sneaks through the club, uses Dina to help him get into the private part of the club and gets into a place where he can talk to a secret VIP bartender to ask where the Russian is. The old bartender tells him that he shouldn't be there. Still, Cameron pushes farther and discovers where the blue truck is, but is caught by the Russian. He does a magic trick where he breaks the guy's phone in half, then puts it back together before pulling a disappearing act before they shoot him. Kay and Mike finally show after getting the near-death kid to ID the “producer.” There's some gun-play and the Russians get away. But Cameron has a plan.

They go and arrest the guy against Cameron's wishes. But then, as they are transporting him, their car is hit by one of the Russian's underlings who, instead of rescuing him, says that the big boss wants him dead, then squirts him and Cameron in the face with the water gun. As it turns out, this is a trick. The underling was a very good mask done by Gunter. The setup is to show Cameron dying from the poison and convince the Russian that he, too, is about to die from it unless he tells them how to combat the poison. He does only to realize that the hospital room really isn't a hospital room but a well-constructed set and that Cameron isn't dead or sick at all. In a moment of severe oversight, everyone takes their eyes off of the dude, and he gets up and holds a knife to Dina's throat. Mike manages to knock him down from behind and Kay says that they aren't going to arrest him, but release him back to the mob who will kill him for sure unless he gives up the big boss. As it turns out, the big boss is the bartender Cameron met, disguising himself as a low-level worker. Cameron has helped them throughout the case and the special agent in charge agrees to keep him on. But he knows that his brother's case will still not be a priority. Luckily, Kay has already started a board for his brother's case and has agreed to help him.
In Episode three Cameron, Kay and the gang had to deal with a Thomas Crown Affair-style heist (the 1990s one with Pierce Brosnan and Rene Russo both looking maturely hot). For the first time in three episodes, this one doesn't open with Cameron doing a magic trick straight to the camera. Instead, we open with him talking over a young woman walking through a museum (clearly not the NYC Metropolitan) and into a special exhibit wing where she notices something strange around all the paintings. She touches something and suddenly the gate goes down, and she's trapped inside. This is a job for... an escapologist!

Cameron sees this simply as a bad escape trick, and he's done them a thousand times. All he needs is to figure out a way in, and he'll be good. The exhibit happens to be sponsored by some big-time billionaire businessman who shows up with his adult son to complain about the pictures. Unfortunately, Cameron touches the gate and the guy blows up one of the paintings. Luckily the woman and the other paintings are still fine.
So, time is ticking away, and they need to first figure out a way into the room. The museum director tells them that only one man has ever snuck into that room, but he was caught and is in jail. As it would happen, he's in jail with Johnathon. Johnathon must get the man's secret by promising him a favor. He tells him that there is a secret opening through a floor panel. The next thing is that they then have to figure out how to distract the cameras. Through a simple roll-out mirror trick, they are able to trick the camera into seeing an empty floor as Cameron worms his way across the floor to a camera blindspot (most of the room is in a blindspot). They replace most of the paintings in 90 seconds but Kay sneaks into the room also and grabs the final two paintings that are still in the camera frame. They manage to get out of the room just in time as the man blows the room. We learn that Kay saved the painting because her sister used to be a painter and loved this particular artist. Sadly, we learned in the second episode that her sister died by overdose some years back before Kay became an FBI agent.
We move on to see Cameron meeting the museum woman for a lunch after they are safe, while the FBI have to still find out who was behind the bombing. As it turns out, they discover the guy behind the cameras only to find him shot dead in the head. They then discover that he was the janitor and that this was a total inside job because the woman was also in on it. But she tells Cameron that it's not what he thinks right before they get kidnapped.
Cameron and the woman wake up in the trunk of a car where she explains that the mastermind behind this whole thing contacted her online, and took advantage of her desire to be an art restorer and seduced her with the possibility of money. But he always planned to kill her. She was supposed to take down all the real paintings and throw them into the garbage can where the janitor would then take them down to the dumpster to be picked up later by the mastermind. Well, Cameron escapes the trunk just as the car stops and rolls into the backseat and into the driver's seat. They then manage to dress him as the janitor, go back to the museum and capture the billionaire's son as the mastermind. He stole the paintings because he was tired of his father loving the paintings and his “life's work” more than him.
We end the episode with Dina getting close to Mike, and Kay and Cameron getting closer through her story about her sister's desire to be an artist. It's far from there, but it's getting there.

What's my grade? I give it a solid B+. Yes, we've seen this show before and its name was Castle. Yes, Castle felt somewhat like the originator of this modern wave of eccentric non-police partners with police, and the two leads (hear that, ABC? Both the man AND the woman led the show) had some serious chemistry) but since that show has been taken off the air, this show can serve as a very good child or clone of that one. You have the overly stylish lead female cop or in this case FBI agent with demons in her personal past that motivates her to be in law enforcement. Beckett's mother was a lawyer and was murdered when she was young; Kay's sister had the overdose, although that is a crime that can easily be turned into her having been murdered for some reason in later years. Castle slyly charms his way onto the force and into the good graces of all the cops around him; Cameron ditto, both impressing and mystifying his fellow workers along the way. Castle had a rather complicated but relatable family dynamic in that he was a single dad who took care of both is daughter and, to some extent, his aged mother, and had money to burn in order to do it; Cameron, instead of a mother has a brother who he needs to get out of prison for a crime he didn't commit, not to mention a team of trusted technicians he must care for and pay, still with money to burn after one year away from the stage to pursue his brother's innocence. Speaking of family, we have the highly intelligent woman in both men's lives—Castle had his daughter while Cameron has his business partner Dina—and we have the quirky but dependable sidekick to our lead law enforcer in Mike on Kay's side (you could choose from Havi or the other guy for Beckett on Castle). We have the boss who is skeptical, and we even already have a budding romance between the two side characters that will most assuredly be complicated in Mike and Dina on Deception, and Havi and the ME on Castle, literally mirroring the Latino man falling in love with the black woman. Hell, even the names Kate and Castle, and Kay and Cameron start with the same letters. If you're looking for a carbon copy of that show, I guarantee that you probably will not find another one quite as close as this without them infringing on some copyright or just straight-up rebooting Castle. But with that said, there are some flaws in this setup even if you were a fan of Castle.
First, I don't like the boss. I figured I should just get that out of the way right now. I don't like the special agent in charge. I think she's bland, she comes off as too tough and rather emotionless. Where we had Castle doing some great comedy against Beckett's original straight-man captain, here she feels more like an energy suck if ever I saw one. I'm hoping that she gets better and fits more into the tone of the show, but as someone who has seen that actress before I will say that I think she mostly belongs in harder-hitting political dramas than this one, if she wants to stay in political or cop dramas. But, frankly, she's not a chief concern.
My first chief concern is the charm of Cameron Black himself. OK, so I am not sure that he matches the level of charm that Nathan Fillion had. Don't get me wrong, I like him in the role so far, but he still doesn't seem quite like the lady's man that Richard was and doesn't come off as quite as confident. I think this is mostly due to age and especially his age compared to Kay's (Ilfenesh) age. In Castle, it was not only clear in the narrative but also just from looking at the two of them that Castle was at least a good ten or 12 years older than Kate who he would eventually fall in love with. There was a goofiness and maturity which only came either from age or from being a dad. He was dad-goofy, dad-mature and dad-sexy which made them a perfect match on the chemistry level. They had a playful banter back and forth that I could see evolving into something deeper from, literally the second episode, and made me believe that they could actually be a couple in real life. Here, I can't quite see him ending up with Kay if that is where the show takes it. Are they both single? Yes, but he, so far, just doesn't fit. For starters, he still feels stuck in the goofy stage where he's trying to impress everyone too hard. Yes, Castle was goofy but you often felt that he was really only trying to entertain himself and kudos to you if you came along for the ride. She almost seems too old for him. This might just be my age/male bias because we've seen so many older men with younger women, but something doesn't quite sit well here with their chemistry.
On the flip side, she is not exempt from this criticism. My partial criticism with her has also to do with the writing and her acting. I love me some Ilfenesh ever since really taking a look at her in the disastrous Baywatch film from last year. I think she could be really good if she keeps getting work or is able to have steady work like a weekly show over the span of a few seasons, but here she tends to switch a little too often. From what I've seen on the show, she goes from hardened law enforcer at the beginning of each episode to soft, jovial regular girl at the end of the show. Yes, some of that is because they've usually solved the case and whatnot, but some of it is also how she plays the character and how the character is written. The girl at the end of the show you can potentially see yourself meeting in a grown folks lounge/bar setup and having a deep conversation with. The girl at the beginning of the show seems like she's got kids, a husband, 9 to 5 job and no time for anything outside of what orbits in her personal bubble. She's closed off and often not as charming as Beckett. Again this could be just the fact that the actors are all still getting to know both each other and the writing staff, and are trying to build character so much that they haven't taken leeway to build the small quirks of character, so I'm not saying this couldn't or won't get better over time. But if I'm looking at the original, Castle allowed Beckett to smirk and smile and make snide comments back to Castle, feeding viewers a humor sandwich. He came with the slapstick/goofy/absurd comedy like a classic Steve Martin film; if you didn't like that, she came with the sarcastic/sardonic/cutting humor that felt like her showing her dominance in that field and properly putting Castle in his place when his britches got too big. They played well off each other. Here, Kay and Cameron haven't quite gotten to play well off each other. It feels more like mother or teacher chastising her child or the class clown, than girlfriend and boyfriend joking with each other. We'll see how this picks up.
Oddly enough, everything else feels fine. The pacing is what's to be expected. They actually make the rather whimsical idea of a magician consulting with the FBI work (with Castle, and I don't just say this because I'm a writer, the idea didn't feel as whimsical even if it was rather novel. (A-tee-hee!) He was a crime novelist who had to research ways to kill people to write convincing crime novels). The cast is nice and diverse and each one of the cases has, so far, supplied enough of a wow factor to keep people's attention. It won't blow you away as something new and original, but it could distract for an hour a week.
Should you be watching? If you are/were a fan of Castle and still feel a little peeved at that finale or just want to see the old gang solve more cases, well, unfortunately you're outta luck because I doubt that show is coming back anytime soon (check back in ten years). But if you're OK with satiating your thirst for hot law enforcement woman potentially falls for equally handsome, but very intelligent goofball, then Deception might be for you. But fair warning, they are going to expose a lot of magic tricks throughout the series, so if you don't like knowing how things are done when you go to your next magic show, then this might not be the best show for you. Yes, not watching a show because you don't want to know all the magic tricks sounds crazy, but some of you out there have your reasons. While I think that this show is far better suited in the Monday time slot that was previously held by Castle, or even on Tuesday nights, Deception currently airs on ABC Sundays at 10pm EST.
What do you think? Have you heard of Deception? If not, do you think you'll tune in now? If you have heard of it, have you seen it? What did you think of it? Who is your favorite character? Do you think Kay and Cameron will end up together, and if so by what season? And when will they manage to catch Carmen San Diego and get his brother out of prison? Let me know in the comments below.

Until next time, “The trick is to make hay while the sun is out.”
P.S. Yeah, my mind totally blanked on something good to say there. I couldn't even think of a proper magic joke or a good old saying. Geez, I am mentally out of shape. I've gotta start doing more mind calisthenics. I'll try to think of a better sign-off next time.
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April 9, 2018
It's About Justice, But For Who? #ForThePeople #3weekroundup #recap #review #ABC #newseries
It's About Justice, But For Who? #ForThePeople #3weekroundup #recap #review #ABC #newseries

Is it late? Yes, it's late. Very late. Like, super late. Like, the rabbit in Alice in Wonderland kinda late. But I've been very busy cooking up good stuff for you all, desperately trying to get people to read and review my upcoming novel The Man On The Roof (#TMOTR) and getting a thousand other things ready. I'm also trying to get The Knowledge of Fear ready for release by the end of this month (yikes!), and get work on the second season of Extraordinary done and ready for summer release, not to mention start this new mystery novel entitled The Ones That Stare, due out this December. I'm very busy and booked to capacity, as bald-headed Tamar Braxton might say. But I'm still reading and viewing some of the latest in entertainment for you all. (I know I haven't put up a single book review in the life of this blog, but it's comin' eventually. I think). With all the excitement going on, I am set to miss more shows this year than ever before, not to mention I have decided to skip this year for The Writer (eek!). I might have mentioned this before, but yes, I am skipping a year of my summer serial The Writer in order to try (keyword) to catch up on some other projects that have been languishing in editing or development and desperately need my attention. How the hell I will finish all the work that I need to do this year, I really don't know. Every year it seems like I'm slowing down far more than I should be and I'm still not that old yet. But enough about my deteriorating health, we're all here for For The People. So, will Shondaland's new show bring it, or do its legal antics already seem like old-hat? Let's find out together. (Oh boy, that was a terrible opening paragraph. Sigh! This is gonna be rough).
ABC's new show For The People comes straight from super-producer Shonda Rhimes. Using her Shondaland production banner, she has recently built an incubator of talent, often cultivating new show creators from the inside, while also reaching beyond her own imaginative bounds to grab intriguing intellectual properties. While the most recent Shonda-produced show didn't fare so well (see: Still Star-Crossed), the creator behind this one is hoping to piggyback off of the initial concepts, tropes and starry-eyed qualities that made Shonda's original hit Grey's Anatomy a phenomenon when it first premiered some 14 (13?) years ago. For The People follows a group of young, wide-eyed lawyers headed by Britt Robertson, Jasmin Savoy Brown and Susannah Flood as they take on some of their first cases in New York's famed Southern District Federal court, also known as The Mother Court. This is supposed to be a show not like most other legal shows. Both sides work for the government and are split up at the very beginning of the first episode.
The two sides we see are the public defenders and the US prosecutors who, essentially, bring the cases against criminals for the people. You get it? The show's name has a double or even triple meaning because technically both sides are working for the people, the common man, the little guy and oh my god, I'm explaining the meaning behind the name as if I'm talking to a bunch of idiots or children. Sorry. When you're away from reviewing for a while things get super sticky when you come back.

Anyway, we have on our public defenders' side: Sandra Bell played by Britt Robertson in her first major TV role, Allison Adams played by Jasmin Savoy Brown, and Jay Simmons played by Wesam Keesh. Sandra, while not a loner, is a super-driven defender with a Meredith Grey-complex: she expects to one day be either the best or the second best but doesn't let her ego overshadow her drive to do what's right. On her first day, after being sworn in with all the other lawyers (both defenders and prosecutors), she immediately jumps at the chance to be the “on-duty” defender, or the person who is automatically sent a case by the court clerk because the case needs to go in front of a judge that day, and hasn't been vetted and assigned by the defenders' boss. The public defenders' boss, played by Hope Davis, tells her that “on-duty” is usually for more experienced lawyers who have gotten a handle on this high court. But she is brash and bullheaded, so Sandra takes the duty anyway. Her first case: defend a young man (college-aged) accused of terrorism (trying to blow up the Statue of Liberty). Her opposition: Leonard Knox.
The other side or the US prosecutors are led by (meaning led by star quality, in my opinion) Kate Littlejohn. Played by Susannah Flood, Littlejohn is the essential Cristina Yang of The Mother Court. While Sandra shows up first to the swear-in, hours before they are supposed to be there, Kate shows up a close second. She is the rule of law hawk, the stickler for details, the everything-must-be-done-by-the-book woman who tolerates no fool, not even her boss or fellow all-male colleagues. Let me mention here that it is a very intriguing power and sexes (genders) dynamic that this show has setup. I will discuss it more in the critique section, but just know that battle lines are clearly drawn almost exclusively by gender and the gender politics are quite easy and rather blatant to pick up.

Anyway, the prosecutors team is rounded out with golden-boy and God's gift to... himself Leonard Knox, played by Rege-Jean Page; the oafish everyman Seth Oliver played by Ben Rappaport; and their boss played by Ben Shenkman. We all know that every lawyer is arrogant because they have to be in order to think that they can win their cases, but Knox's arrogance has been taken to another level, and for good reason. Reasons we'll get to in the next episode. But in the first episode, upon getting assigned their first cases, Knox asks Seth what case he got, only to find out that their boss handed Seth the terrorism case. While he pats Seth on the back, he wholly plots to snatch the case from him because the case he's been given isn't high-profile enough. His next stop is his boss's office where he lobbies for the case and wins, already dumping on poor Seth who recently worked in a rinky-dink law firm.
So, it is Knox versus Sandra in trying to convict this young brown-skinned Muslim man (kid, really) of terrorism. Meanwhile, as Sandra ignores her boss's advice to not let the case go to trial because she will inevitably lose, Sandra's friend and current roommate Allison takes a case about a man's embezzlement that has affected his family. That case just happens to be the one that was handed off to Seth after Knox pulled the robbery. Seth just happens to be Allison's on-again off-again boyfriend. They made a deal to not let their relationship get in the way of their work, but didn't know they'd be pitted against each other on the first day because I guess they've never seen any TV involving any kind of competitive environment and romance, like, ever! Seth's boss has given him what he thinks should be a complete gimme (Knox knew this) but somehow the young attorney manages to mess it up by leveling with his girlfriend during an at-home argument. Allison doesn't want to use the in-private information he freely gives her, but she does and ruins his case, allowing for the wife of the embezzler to slide, resulting in Seth losing his first case. Now, he's on probation.

Back to Sandra and Knox who both give it their most valiant effort. Sandra learns that her “terrorist” client was not alone in the attempted bombing and that he was, in fact, set up by undercover FBI agents who posed as college kids, coached up what little radicalism he had for 18 months, picked a soft target for him to bomb and even built him a fake bomb to carry in a backpack. While all of this evidence is admissible and heard by the jury, she loses the case based on jury bias (he's a brown-skinned Muslim with a bomb. Doesn't matter if he was completely setup, he fell for the trap), and her own outburst at one of the ferry captains that day—a well-strategized ploy from Knox to draw out the jury's bias.

Episode two sees Jay have to step up to defend a white supremacist who was accused of shooting and wounding a congresswoman during a protest clash. A skinhead, a myriad of offensive tattoos adorn the man's body, including on his neck and face. He believes in the RaHoWa, which, if you aren't familiar with it, stands for the Racial Holy War: the belief that one day all “minority” races will rise up, band together and come to attack whites... and the whites will win and eventually dominate the planet as one race. Side note: I found out about this theory while doing research for my as-yet to be released future sci-fi novel Mulatto. It's an insane belief.
At first Jay wants to cover the man in makeup and present him to the jury as a regular citizen who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, but he changes his mind upon hearing about the RaHoWa. Instead, he seeks to prove that the US hasn't brought in any good witnesses that can effectively ID the racist as the shooter, and shows three pictures of other tatted-up skinheads that attended that protest. He wins the case, but feels terrible about himself. He goes back to his parents dry cleaners only to have a good pep talk from his father who, even though he dislikes that he got this racist man off, tells him that what's most important is that he was able to utilize the law and actually have a trial because in many places in the world that is not guaranteed.
Meanwhile, because of Seth losing his first case and earning himself probation, he is paired with Littlejohn as her helping hand for her case. It comes from their boss's boss that they need to make an arrest that has an effect on the opioid epidemic. The prosecutor's office has been looking at a gaggle of doctors for over a year now, trying to pin over-prescribing charges to someone in order for the president to save face in this drug war. Littlejohn wants to comb through all the info they have gathered on the doctors to see if anything sticks out about their medical practices, and she wants Seth to sit quietly in a corner with his hands folded, so he doesn't touch anything. His idea: don't look at their medical practices but at their houses because they could've slipped up there. He wants to get warrants to randomly search 25 houses with no cause or evidence of any wrongdoing because I guess he doesn't know how the law actually works. The judge shoots them down, only for Littlejohn to use a twist of his idea and look into the doctor's personal finances instead of their business books. She finds that all but one of the doctors has a housekeeper. This man has three children, a dog and a working wife, not to mention a giant house and more money than he knows what to do with in New York. But no housekeeper in a culture where it's natural to have one.
Littlejohn and Seth get their hands dirty and go to see about the housekeeper, suspecting that he not only has one but that she is illegal which is why he doesn't have her on the books. Lo and behold, he does have one. Not only does he have a housekeeper but she is actually his unpaid (yes, you read that right) slave who has worked for him for 17 years so she can get back her passport, which he took, to go back home. She doesn't even want to be in this country. Even more shocking, he's been using her name to setup shell corporations to funnel international drug money for a cartel that ranges in the hundreds of millions. They not only bust him for human trafficking (slavery), but for the drug stuff, too, and are able to guarantee that his never-paid housekeeper gets no less than five million dollars of the seized money.

While Knox mopes around the office, thinking that he has suddenly fallen out of favor because he was given a simple gun possession case, and Allison battles to out-wait Seth, so she doesn't have to be the first to apologize, Sandra takes a non-duty case when she sees a black woman come five minutes late to file some court papers concerning her living arrangement. Here, we meet court clerk Tina Krissman, the no-nonsense clerk who shows little to no emotion about doing her job, and, similar to Littlejohn, is a stickler about following the rules to a T. Sandra sees this as an outrage and decides to take the woman's case when she learns that the reason the woman was late to file was because she has poor living conditions. The stairs in her tenement are crumbling and there is no elevator, so she had to carefully and cautiously carry her special needs son down the stairs and frantically drive him across the city to his therapy before coming to court. She takes it to trial and gives a story about how terrible it is for people (children especially) to have to live in terrible conditions where they are always threatened with the idea of having to move—something which she herself experienced, which is why she refuses to unpack her things in Allison's apartment. She wins the case.
So while we learned that Knox is a rich-boy son of a US Senator and calls his mommy to the office to parade her around his boss in order to try getting him better cases, we also learn that Seth was completely done when he moved out because he no longer wants to be second fiddle to Allison who made all the decisions during their time together.
Episode three sees Allison take on a trial in which a young black man has stolen something. It is a routine trial but the judge orders that she will ultimately make her judgment with the aid of Evaluate, a new computer program that uses a complex and complicated algorithm to make a sentencing suggestion. After doing some research, she believes the software could be bias against black and brown-skinned people and needs a mathematician to testify on this point before the trial. As it so happens, her brother is a mathematician (and possible college professor) who lives a borough away from her. But they don't get along as well as she'd like. She is the oddball out in the family because she is the only one who didn't go for a math and/or science discipline like her mother, father and brother. He thinks she is the chosen one in their family because their parents gave her that apartment to live in rent-free. Even worse, he knows of the Evaluate technology and thinks it's brilliant, but he does tell her that bias is human and that she needs to look at it with humanity. That leads her to come up with the percentages of tough sentences, which shows that the software recommends tougher sentences than both the national average and the current judge. She would rather trust the judge's own human-error-filled sentences than the machine's. She gets the young man a light sentence.
Knox, the slimey worm he is, tries to poach a case from the very woman he is sleeping with when she, a lawyer for the northern court or some other big court in New York, lets slip after their coitus that she is pursuing the stalled boat of a billionaire embezzler—think Bernie Madoff—trying to flee the country. Unfortunately, a storm is coming, which makes getting to the boat nearly impossible, so the harbor master is willing to let the boat drift to whichever island the wind blows it. Knox uses Seth's meteorology expertise (he was a weather nerd in his youth) to predict where the boat will have to dock in the storm. It docks in New Jersey, but Knox knows this ahead of time and sends a group of Manhattan cops to a restaurant that literally sits right near the dock where the boat has to pull in, and he gets his billionaire.
But the biggest case comes when Littlejohn and Sandra go against each other in a national security case ala Eric Snowden. A young NSA agent and former military soldier procures some information that exposes that the US government was apparently using medical records to track down and deport illegals. While that might sound good to the Blood and Soil type, they had to secretly dig through millions of medical records, mostly of citizens. To the prosecution, the soldier is a traitor. To the public defenders, she is a hero doing her civic duty to protect the rights of citizens.
Each woman matches the other's wits as they battle over this young woman's life. Sandra goes to the press with the woman's story. Littlejohn prepares to make a deal of 78 months in prison. The woman believes she has started a movement and doesn't want a deal at all, but she is too young and naive to realize what she is doing. Sandra counters in court by saying that she wants all of the documents exposed, otherwise the US should dismiss the case. Littlejohn knows that by exposing all the documents or “evidence” they are opening up millions of classified documents that could be harmful to national security. Yet, she is willing to do it to win but asks that all the classified information be redacted and blacked out, which she estimates will take at least 18 months. The judge realizes they are both going to go for each other's throats and tells them to hash out a deal in his chambers. After Littlejohn tells a story about how she never got to go on a field trip to DC to see the capitol building—a lifelong dream—because some idiot thought the rules of the class didn't apply to him, they hammer out a deal that sees the young woman in jail for no more than a year and a lengthy probation. In the end, we see the respective groups (minus Jay) hanging with each other and the two leading ladies of each group feeling more comfortable around the people they will ultimately call family.

What's my grade? I give it a C+. Grey's Anatomy this ain't. I know this is a cliché, and we writers are supposed to hate them, but it is as they say that lightning almost never strikes twice in the same place. It will be hard for Shonda to ever replicate the success of Grey's, especially because of the steadily changing landscape of TV (although, you'd be hard-pressed to see the change with all of these crappy reboots). Again, Grey's Anatomy (along with Desperate Housewives) was a show that essentially changed the entire fabric of TV-viewing for a generation. It came with its own language, its own way of doing things and its own style that made us care about the characters and truly showed heart in TV making. It was, arguably, far more emotional than ER, and felt like it came from a younger mind with a different voice and way of looking at life. None of that is really here in For The People. Grey's had an angle. While it was definitely a good medical drama, it was far more of a contemporary romance. Sure, some people tuned in for the medical stuff, but most watched for the relationship drama that went on from week to week. It was about the adult-coming-of-age story of finding your true love, your clan and how that effects our work lives. Frankly, this is the criticism of Grey's in recent years: it focuses far too much on the medical and less on the romance, and while the medical has gotten more cutting edge and wowing, there is hardly one single couple that you can look at on the show right now and say, “Yes, I want that. I'm shipping them.” And don't tell me you're shipping that Avery/black Grey half-sister (I can't even remember her name most times) because they are very boring and their romance is as tasteless as tap water.
For The People, essentially, comes from the same place. While recent Shonda launches like How to Get Away with Murder and Scandal both still tried to employ the old Grey's formula (HTGAWM's love story was more familial with Annalise and Wes being like mother/son), For The People drives hard at the legal aspect which, after 50 or 60-some years of legal dramas, has to do something amazing to grab audiences. While this may reflect well the life habits of Millennials—more are work and cause-driven rather than relationship and sex-driven—it does little for the audience and doesn't allow us to connect with the characters nearly as much as we might want to. The one romance we have is immediately disassembled on the first episode, and there don't seem to be any other tenuous connections between anyone else, save for the sad attempt of Seth to try bonding with Littlejohn on some human level. Could they sleep together at some point? Sure. But do I care? At this point, not really. That means that the show has but one aspect to it and that is the legal aspect.
That one aspect? Eh! It ain't that great. While I appreciate the differences in using a higher court and in having everyone be a government employee, there isn't much to separate this from any other legal show. The one great thing it currently has going for it is that there aren't many legal dramas on right now. This show feels devoid of... feels. Do you feel a sense of family? No, not really. Sure, that last shot on episode three went a long way in trying to install some sentimentality, but it was held for so long and so little about the characters own families or struggle to fit in in life is still known that it almost felt synthetic, like they were trying to manufacture a connection to these people. This isn't a quirky, work-intensive bunch that all need acceptance and are super vulnerable, it's just a group of young, attractive people who work at an important place.
Then there is the subtle politics of today: gender politics. The fact that almost every main character on the public defender's side is a woman and almost every main character on the US prosecutor's side is a man is not lost on me. In fact, it also doesn't bother me, which is actually rather... saddening because I feel like it should bother me a little. No, not because they are playing gender wars on the show, but because the show is failing to exploit its fundamental design. A great deal of these cases are, I'm assuming, going to be ripped from the headlines and focus on hot-button issues of today that are highly political and easily dividing. Yet, here, I have yet to feel a tear in my heart about which side I should root for or come down on. For instance, the terrorist case should've had me more invested and questioning which side was right and which one was wrong. I should've agonized (as much as you can about a show) over the fact that the prosecutors easily won that case, even though it was clear that the young man had been set up by the FBI. But... I didn't. In fact, I really didn't care which side won. Granted, I sorta wanted Sandra to win but only because I like Britt Robertson so much, which has nothing to do with the narrative of the show. Would it have been nice to see the arrogant Knox get put in his place on the first case out? Yeah, and it might have given his character more dimension, but even that idea can only induce a shrug from me.
The show's premise is that the law is a two-sided coin. The exploit is (or at least should have been) that the public defenders are the compassionate ones, thusly why they are almost all female, while the prosecutors are the ruthless, cold, calculating ones, thusly why they are almost all male. And even though they do somewhat make that distinction, they never drive it home in a meaningful way. Instead, they fail to setup a good versus evil, and they fail to setup a good you choose who to support debate. I want to root for the public defenders and see Knox get crushed every time, but I am often left asking why should I cheer for anybody?
To me, this show feels similar to FOX's The Resident. Where that show had people that I didn't feel I could properly root for, this show feels like it doesn't have people I could properly remember. Everyone feels like a walking, talking ideal, more of a symbol for something rather than an actual person. Yet, they don't even feel like very strong symbols and I can't particularly pinpoint why that is. Maybe that is because it doesn't dwell in the extremes that often make these shows watchable. It's cutthroat, but doesn't feel cutthroat enough. It tries to be real like a Law and Order, but is far from that level of grittiness. It doesn't employ the over-the-top wackiness of Boston Legal and isn't the hard-driving tough-issues-dealing kind of drama that The Practice was. It's really sorta ho-hum, and I can see why it was a mid-season replacement for the month of March. It couldn't even get a prime January spot.
Should you be watching? This is a tough one because while I think that the show could be ten times better, or that it could make a really great summer show, I'm not sure it's worth a watch right now. Considering what it replaced was Kevin (Probably) Saves the World, which I rather adored because it showed middle-America in a nice light while also mixing the good-naturedness of a My Name is Earl with a pseudo-religious magic, I don't think this warrants a full season in its current time slot. Again, as a writer and creator myself, I really hate talking bad about someone else's creation, but this doesn't ring the bell. It's a shame, too, because I think that it has a pretty good cast. I like Jasmin and really like Britt, and think that Hope steadies the show. For The People airs on ABC Tuesdays at 10pm EST.
What do you think? Have you heard about For The People? If not, do you think you'd tune in for an episode or two now? If you have heard of it, have you seen it? Did you like it? Was I too hard on it? And do you think Seth will get back together with Allison eventually, or will he hook up with Littlejohn? Let me know in the comments below.

Until next time, “...that it be for the people, by the people.” 'Right. But remember that we also need to do something for big corporations, too.' “What? But they're not the people.” 'OK, I see your point. But check this out, what if they were?' “Ohhhhh!”
P.S. It's still rather baffling to me that corporations can legally be treated as people. I try not to make political statements on this blog but it would seem that if we are supposedly so economically sound now that we almost have full employment, then our next focus should be on one of two things: healthcare, and a critical and sound look and restructuring of the criminal system from new ways to police and all the way up through to new ways of picking judges and how trials are decided. Currently, our legal system is a mess and will only get worse. That is something that politicians should do for the people. I'll try to think of a better sign-off next time.
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