A guilty pleasure.
And a certain sign that I need to expand my dating portfolio but darn it, I want to belly dance on Friday nights. Class is over at 7:35. That leaves little room for socializing.
I love the dark vision of the original Grimm stories. How real were they about the human condition and the dark night of the soul:
“There was once a fisherman and his wife who lived together in a hovel by the sea-shore, and the fisherman went out every day with his hook and line to catch fish, and he angled and angled.”
The charm of the Grimm brothers is that they cautioned children against true evil while acknowledging the challenges of everyday life. I defy you to find the word ‘hovel’ in the work of Roald Dahl or Dr. Seuss.
The NBC fantasy series is a lot of fun. The lead David Giuntoli (Nick) isn’t the strongest actor but he definitely holds his own against David Duchovny’s Agent Muldar. He plays a cop and hunter. He’s the last of the Grimms, hunters of supernatural creatures. Casting wise, it doesn’t get any better than Silas Weir Mitchell as Eddie Monroe. Russell Hornby does as much, or as little, with the Black Best Friend/Partner role as is possible. I hope he’s getting a big check.
The show uses several nifty special effects. Some of them will get old — when the creatures are under stress, they momentarily reveal their true form. But the effects are still skillfully done and have a nice, pulpy verve. They, and the show, don’t take themselves too seriously.
As long as cable prices are high and Netflix is acting crazy, this will be ought to see t.v. in my house.