BOSCH (Amazon, 2015)(750ish words)


The TV show is based on a series of books. I’ve read none of them. They’re set in L.A.

When I was in college I sent a postcard to a boy who kind of liked me once and I had kind of liked once with only “Hieronymus Bosch” on it.

Titus Welliver stars in Bosch as Hieronymus Bosch (and the only other name better than Titus Welliver might just be Hieronymus Bosch).

Bosch is a haze of familiar L.A. detec tropes. Think of one. It’s probably there. That’s fine. They’re generally executed well. But: worth noting.

I admit I didn’t watch this show supersuperclosely. I mean, I probably was cleaning during some of it. I listened to Marie Kondo’s The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying that week and had just been going full steam ahead with the closets. Dag, that’s liberating, getting rid of stuff. Ach! Recommend to anyone.

Bosch’s tan is a little strange—like, even Kelly Slater with all that refracted light on the surfboard doesn’t have such an unsettlingly even tan. But perhaps efficient tanning beds are a good thing to evoke chez L.A.

James Ellroy?

Found myself taking bets with self if Bosch will tackle the history of racism within L.A.P.D.— strikes me as wholly necessary in any show in 2015.

HIERONYMOUS BOSCH, PAINTER: it is hard, as a painting junkie, to understand why I live in a world where you’d call so deliberately evoke H.B., and not continuously run slides of the painter’s work across the screen—left to right, right to left, diagonally, up and down, materializing/dematerializing, etc.—I don’t care. Oh, action/schmaction: intermittent glimpses of the show or background noise will do just fine! Have the resigned ex-wife scene disappear into “Ship of Fools”, serial killer’s white van (always the white van!) pull up as “Seven Deadly Sins” dematerialized. No TV show could ever do that, you say? That’s so unrealistic, GT! Ratings, you point out? Comprehensibility? Bah, I say.

So. As it turns out, Mr. Titus Welliver, although an inveterate character actor, IS a leading man. He makes the thing work. It’s hard for me to quantify how he does this without thinking how tiresome it might have been with someone who isn’t able to convey the wily watchfulness, mutinousness, and occasional haplessness that he does. And he sulks! With the irritation of a thwarted professional who cares about his job! There is just not enough of that sort of sulking on TV.  

Bosch is of the fallen (*cough* Bosch-ian) world, but to me this feels like it manifests less as de rigeur TV/movie cop-y world-weariness than a character exhausted and bored from trying to live in alignment with the realities of policing. Bosch, police office and ex-solider of the Gulf War and Afghanistan, is totally of the Establishment, not the Revolution, but his annoyance with the establishment gives whiffs of sedition here and there.

I thought Titus Welliver was pretty wonderful in Deadwood, where his character seemed to grudgingly accept the inevitability of life’s shittiness and necessity for corruption, as well as his own capacity for it. In Bosch, this corruption (or morally questionable wiggliness around rules/regulation) is less avarice than a desire—a lust?—for expediency. And that IS a lust my friends, and a big one, if under-recognized.

Jamie Hector is Jerry Edgar, Bosch’s sidekick detec and convincing, easy, a great foil and I believe what is called an actor’s actor (?). You can see him containing his bright shiny star qualities to not scene steal. And his posture is as good as it ever was in The Wire—that gentleman has fantastic posture.

Bosch’s ambitious cop love interest failed to engage me. And I was all ready to fixate! Was her dialogue rather wooden? Her aspirations presented in way that made me suspicious of the POV of whoever wrote them? Did I find the actress uncompelling? I dunno.

I found the serial killer plot that the Bosch hangs on like many of them…flat as a sodie pop left out on the kitchen table on a July afternoon. That’s a whole ‘nother ball of wax which I will tackle next time: the overabundance of serial killer plots, the defacto setting, if you will, in TV/movies. ARGH.

Bosch and the Affectless Serial Killer have protracted gravel-voiced blabs on the phone: ‘You’re more like me than you think, Bosch,” and Hey, we’re not so different,” Usually, I get behind the recognition of such things—but, I was too busy noticing no one is trying to trace these calls! That seemed very silly.

Finally, any excuse to say it: I love Raymond Chandler.

Jesus H Christ everyone is in The X-Files 

Mark Sheppard (Crowley from SPN, one of the fandom hoppers)

Titus Welliver (The Man in Black from LOST, War in SPN)

and now?

Frickin Samuel Campbell (Sam and Dean’s grandfather) from Supernatural just showed up as Walter Skinner.

I’m so done with this show. Next you’re gonna tell me Mark Pellegrino is in it or Misha Collins. Maybe you wanna throw Jim Beaver in there, too? I don’t think you have enough future SPN cast members there, X-Files. 

EDIT: so actually it turns out that Jim Beaver was in an X Files episode, but I won’t be getting to that one for a while as it’s in the 6th season 

GDI X-Files you have like 78% of the fan favorites of SPN what is going on this is a frickin conspiracy i can smell it



Título original: Twisted

Año: 2004

Duración: 97 min.

País: Estados Unidos

Director: Philip Kaufman

Guión: Sarah Thorp

Música: Mark Isham

Fotografía: Peter Deming

Reparto: Ashley Judd, Samuel L. Jackson, Andy García, Russell Wong, David Strathairn, D.W. Moffett, Mark Pellegrino, Titus Welliver, Richard T. Jones, Leland Orser, James Oliver Bullock, William Hall, Joe Duer

Productora: Paramount Pictures

Género: Thriller. Intriga | Policíaco

Web oficial: http://www.twistedmovie.com

Sinopsis: Recién ascendida a inspectora de policía, Jessica Shepard (Ashley Judd), una mujer con serios problemas psicológicos, sigue la pista de un asesino en serie. Descubre, horrorizada, que las víctimas son hombres con los que ella ha tenido relaciones sexuales. Esta circunstancia la convierte en la principal sospechosa. (FILMAFFINITY)