Suits 1x11
Sep. 5th, 2011 01:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ariadnes_stringYou know what, folks? Certain awesome WIPs notwithstanding, if might be over for me and Suits. Huh. That was a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am kind of infatuation.
Here’s the thing. I quite liked the Harvey plot in this episode; liked the way he had to field accusations of selling out to help rich people; liked the (counterintuitive) suggestion that he’d gotten into corporate law in part to keep his hands clean, that despite his principles he couldn’t take the rough-and-tumble of criminal law. Like seeing Harvey get all rumpled and anxious. Liked seeing more of his weird relationship to Jessica (and her riding to the rescue, of course).
But: the Mike and his lady troubles plot was dull as dishwater. And I don’t say that because I can only stand seeing Mike with Harvey. I’m saying it because it was dull.
But even more: I have never seen a show so committed to dick-wagging. The episode where Harvey got into it with the undefeated Eric Close guy was irritating enough—the competition b/w them overshadowing the actual case—but seeing Harvey and Louis going at it again with the taunting and the dick-waving and the arcane games drove me pretty much around the bend (and can we please not use Nixon in China as a put down? On White Collar the whole team would have gone together--Peter would have enjoyed the political history, if not the music).
The thing is. The thing is. You don’t even know how much of my life I spend dealing with the competitive shenanigans of small boys. You don’t even know.
It goes like this:
“You’re not awesome.”
“I am too awesome.”
“No you’re not.”
“Mama [wails], he said I wasn’t awesome.”
Or:
“Bet you can’t do this.”
“Can too.”…”there, did it.”
“No, you didn’t—you didn’t follow the rules. You lose.”
[stalking off in a sulk] “I hate you. I hate your stupid rules.”
[wails] “Mama, he just left the game. Tell him he can’t leave the game like that. Mama.”
So, yeah, I’m prepared to see it as a realistic form of masculine behavior. I’m just a little sick of being told it’s entertaining.
Ahem. Okay, I didn’t mean to go off like that—I just had to get that off my chest. I’ll have a post about stuff I actually enjoyed watching later.
Here’s the thing. I quite liked the Harvey plot in this episode; liked the way he had to field accusations of selling out to help rich people; liked the (counterintuitive) suggestion that he’d gotten into corporate law in part to keep his hands clean, that despite his principles he couldn’t take the rough-and-tumble of criminal law. Like seeing Harvey get all rumpled and anxious. Liked seeing more of his weird relationship to Jessica (and her riding to the rescue, of course).
But: the Mike and his lady troubles plot was dull as dishwater. And I don’t say that because I can only stand seeing Mike with Harvey. I’m saying it because it was dull.
But even more: I have never seen a show so committed to dick-wagging. The episode where Harvey got into it with the undefeated Eric Close guy was irritating enough—the competition b/w them overshadowing the actual case—but seeing Harvey and Louis going at it again with the taunting and the dick-waving and the arcane games drove me pretty much around the bend (and can we please not use Nixon in China as a put down? On White Collar the whole team would have gone together--Peter would have enjoyed the political history, if not the music).
The thing is. The thing is. You don’t even know how much of my life I spend dealing with the competitive shenanigans of small boys. You don’t even know.
It goes like this:
“You’re not awesome.”
“I am too awesome.”
“No you’re not.”
“Mama [wails], he said I wasn’t awesome.”
Or:
“Bet you can’t do this.”
“Can too.”…”there, did it.”
“No, you didn’t—you didn’t follow the rules. You lose.”
[stalking off in a sulk] “I hate you. I hate your stupid rules.”
[wails] “Mama, he just left the game. Tell him he can’t leave the game like that. Mama.”
So, yeah, I’m prepared to see it as a realistic form of masculine behavior. I’m just a little sick of being told it’s entertaining.
Ahem. Okay, I didn’t mean to go off like that—I just had to get that off my chest. I’ll have a post about stuff I actually enjoyed watching later.
