Castle
Castle is totally my good-time watch of the week, but there's one thing about it that drives me completely nuts.
I wouldn't call myself a Castle/Beckett shipper, but I don't mind how the show flirts with an attraction between them. I can even cheerfully ignore how totally expected it is that in the finale Kate would say goodbye to her man only to have Castle heading off to the Hamptons with his ex. What drives me absolutely crazy is the lazy-ass storytelling device of continually having other characters comment on their relationship in these speeches of big, bludgeoning obviousness.
The worst was when the Dana Delany character gives Kate the speech about maybe Castle means more to her than she's willing to admit. Come on! The woman is an FBI agent. They've only known each other briefly and only in a professional capacity. And there was a crazed killer on the loose! Gals do sometimes have more important things to think about than guys.
Only slightly less horrible was the battering-ram of a line that John Huertas had to deliver in the season finale. If the writers had just left it at Esposito telling Beckett that Castle wasn't still hanging around for research that might not have been so bad, but it kept going and going. Poor John Huertas! I felt bad for him.
I enjoy the fluffy, mind-candy aspect of Castle. I don't need it to have the intelligence and subtlety of Southland. I don't need it to have really clever plots. I mostly watch it because Nathan Fillion seems to be having so much fun with Rick Castle, and that is fun for me. I just really, really wish they'd stop telling me (one might even say lecturing) about what they're already showing perfectly clearly. Please, show, please, give us more credit!
I wouldn't call myself a Castle/Beckett shipper, but I don't mind how the show flirts with an attraction between them. I can even cheerfully ignore how totally expected it is that in the finale Kate would say goodbye to her man only to have Castle heading off to the Hamptons with his ex. What drives me absolutely crazy is the lazy-ass storytelling device of continually having other characters comment on their relationship in these speeches of big, bludgeoning obviousness.
The worst was when the Dana Delany character gives Kate the speech about maybe Castle means more to her than she's willing to admit. Come on! The woman is an FBI agent. They've only known each other briefly and only in a professional capacity. And there was a crazed killer on the loose! Gals do sometimes have more important things to think about than guys.
Only slightly less horrible was the battering-ram of a line that John Huertas had to deliver in the season finale. If the writers had just left it at Esposito telling Beckett that Castle wasn't still hanging around for research that might not have been so bad, but it kept going and going. Poor John Huertas! I felt bad for him.
I enjoy the fluffy, mind-candy aspect of Castle. I don't need it to have the intelligence and subtlety of Southland. I don't need it to have really clever plots. I mostly watch it because Nathan Fillion seems to be having so much fun with Rick Castle, and that is fun for me. I just really, really wish they'd stop telling me (one might even say lecturing) about what they're already showing perfectly clearly. Please, show, please, give us more credit!