I’m still loving CANE, but lord, Polly Walker’s accent is distracting. Surely the show could have come up with some way to allow her to speak in her natural, beautiful voice. At this point, I’d settle for killing her character off and introducing her twin, English-raised-and-accented sister. And I’m actually enjoying the storylines which revolve around lesser characters as opposed to the dark and sinister ones revolving around Jimmy Smits’ alter ego. Don’t get me wrong… Smits is a great actor in a good role. But I’d much rather see the Duque clan’s fast and furious exchanges over the dinner table than Alex seeking backroom justice week after week. (Although who can blame him for wanting to punish the people who roughed-up Eddie Matos’ Henry. “Not the face! Not the face! And not the hair!” I cringed as those nasty Russians started pummeling him.) And not for nothing, but when the guy in the pool got bit by the snake, did anybody else think he misread the script and mistook the word “snake” for “shark”?)
Why am I still watching HEROES? A serious of mysterious pictures leading to a scary future in which something bad happens to New York City. Stop me if you’ve heard this before. And some of Monday night’s effects were downright cheesy. That final scene in Times Square? I’ve seen better green screen effects on BLUE’S CLUES. Finally, could someone tell the Powers That Be at NBC that reading letters is a lazy plot device? It didn’t work when Salem’s residents spend months reading Colleen and Santo’s love letters on DAYS OF OUR LIVES, and it’s not working here. Bring Hiro back, pronto.