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| 416 - Catch A Falling Star |
| Writer/Director |
Lawrence Hertzog / Joseph L
Scanlan |
| Michael's POV Onscreen:
24 minutes |
This truly silly tale has
Michael and Nikita posing as surveying geologists to recover the data drive of a lost
satellite from a little backwoods town in Tennessee. The satellite has mysteriously
disappeared, and Michael suspects that the jovial townsfolk are not the genuine article
because of the postman’s European table manners (although you’d have thought the
overacting might have given them away). He mercilessly tortures the pastor into revealing
that they are in fact a Black Storm sleeper base whose courier to the outside world is the
cutlery-challenged postman. Overpowered by the townspeople who have now turned nasty, he
outwits them with a dummy code (beware of using twelve-Z-tilde-ten-thirty-five at the
ATM!), and the departing postman and data drive are blown up. The revelation that the
operation was a Centre bluff using Michael and Nikita for authenticity does nothing to
rescue the plot. |
| Michael Moments |
Dressed in field-work gear
– brown wax jacket and jeans
The snogging session in Momma’s best guest bedroom |
| Words of Wisdom |
"Inside. Nobody can change it.
It will always be what I need it to be."
Big Jim about M : "He’s
got big ones, I’ll give him that." |
Performance Rating
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As the strains of Patsy Cline
die away, what can we salvage from this less-than-successful departure from the LFN genre,
where director Joseph L Scanlan (Mercy, In Between, End Game, Playing with Fire, Four
Light Years Farther) takes an ‘Alan Smithee’ credit? Roy does some smiling
as he charms the fried chicken lady, and has his first love scene for 8 episodes (last one
being the awesome No One Lives Forever). I found his gentle implication to Nikita
that Momma’s best guest bedroom wasn’t precisely his idea of Paradise
quite amusing, but perhaps it wasn’t intentional. Like the B&B that doesn’t
do breakfast? I’m grasping at straws here. He looks as good as ever, he has a
reasonable amount of screen time, and the brown jacket makes a nice change….
‘Nuff said. |
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