DIRECTOR | CLARK JOHNSON
STARRING | JASON LEE, ALFRE WOODARD
PRODUCER | GEORGE CLOONEY (SMOKEHOUSE)
PREMIER | TUE 6.22.10, 10PM TNT
Jason Lee, I get so tired of hating on you. And yet, here we are again. And all because you’ve decided to play a loose-cannon cop working the homicide beat in Memphis. Sigh.
Come on. What are you, Clint Eastwood? You know you’re Brendan Fraser at best, right? Watching you threaten to physically assault a suspect in custody is like watching Tim Gunn do the Soulja Boy dance. I couldn’t get into it, and I mostly felt sorry for you. I mean, if you have to play a cop, stick to your strengths, like standing around looking incredulous while an armed murderer’s pants fall down. Oh wait, that actually does happen. My bad.
You’ve got lots of good qualities, Jason. You’re affable … you can kind of sing, apparently … and you’re … um … affable. And there are a few scenes in this show that I thought really worked! Like the ones where you’re creepily intervening in your widowed mother’s love life. I totally bought that! Or the ones where you’re just standing around! Again: totally believable.
In fact, it’s not all bad news. You got Keb’ ‘Mo to do some music. That’s great. And someone on your staff knew that it was a good idea to use "Green Onions" three separate times in an hour-long show.
But listen: You’re not Kiefer Sutherland. There is no excuse for you to try to play "bad cop." Ever. I don’t care what your wife said last night. It’s not sexy, it’s just confusing.