Michael Westen’s had a rough couple of years, even if they have been in the sunny clime of Miami.

Tracked by Feds, hassled by Bly, attacked by Arye Gross, and splattered in Toby Ziegler’s blood, and that was just the first season. He’s been tricked and threatened by Cylons and partnered with a psychotic stargating archeologist. But now he faces his biggest threat of all: a pretty cop with the tenacity of a Terminator.¹

The new season opens where the last one left off, with Michael five miles offshore, swimming back to Miami. But the good news is…

Well the good news is that…uh…your status has changed. I mean, whatever magic they were working to keep you out of the police computers, they’ve stopped. Oh, you’re back on the radar of foreign agencies, too.

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1. Or of an actress in a Terminator film. [↩]

I’ve been a fan of Mark Feuerstein for a long time. I even pushed through the pilot of Good Morning, Miami, subjecting myself to 22 minutes of Ashley Williams,¹ because of his presence. But other than a handful of appearances on The West Wing, he hasn’t had any roles meaty enough and exposed enough to take off. That might finally change.

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1. Those who know me will know my extreme antipathy for that doe-eyed, charmless bimbo who nearly ruined season one of How I Met Your Mother with her talent vacuum. [↩]

When I first heard about In Plain Sight, I thought ’Gee, another cop show. We don’t have enough of those.’

The trick to good storytelling, however, is to find a new angle to present old material. In Plain Sight may not have dramatically relandscaped the cop whodunit angle, but the flowers are fresh enough I don’t mind giving the show a chance. Read the rest of this entry »