First off, I suspect that in the near future I will be making the great migration to another blog service – WordPress, perhaps, Typepad? Does anyone out there who’s done the same have any advice? Because Blogger is bending me over and spanking me – I’ve been trying, on and off, for four hours to post this.
Anyway, weekly Sopranos review:
-I lack the seething hatred for Artie that so many viewers seem to harbor, so the very notion of a Vesuvio-centric episode doesn’t drive me into paroxysms of rage. And I definitely liked it more than last week (which, I think I figured out why I dislike the Vito plot: Joseph Gannascoli is simply not a good enough actor to hold down an A-plot). Still, not as good as the first set of episodes.
-The symbolism paralleling Artie with Tony was a bit heavyhanded, I still haven’t figured out the rabbit thing at the end, and Tony needs to stop telling people that they go around in pity for themselves, even if it’s true. You know what, Chase? I get it.
-Tired of the Christopher-in-Hollywood plot before it began. Fun to see Sir Ben Kingsley, but Lauren Bacall felt like a cartoon.
-I think the show is definitely reaching a point where it needs to fish or cut bait on Tony’s newfound moral center: he keeps saying that he wants to be a new man, and doing things like sparing Vito and agonizing over whacking Rusty, but I really want to see some indication that he’s suffering inside. I didn’t like that he played a supporting character in the show that bears his damn name.