“There are so many stars visible in New Mexico. I shall go out there to get a better look.”
“Course, they all know me as Saul Goodman.”
“Let’s do it again.”
Well, we’re halfway through the season already.
If there’s one thing Jimmy McGill knows how to do, it’s read a room.
Character development is a tricky thing. Too much of it too quickly and your character comes off like a sociopath or a con artist, flying through life with no morals and no belief system. Too little of it, and you get the protagonist of every Showtime series not named Twin Peaks: a dull, meaningless character who never adapts to their surroundings and remains static and immutable.
Better Call Saul keeps the train moving in another table-setting episode. I guess it’s hard to call them table-setters when they’re more puzzle pieces. Pieces coming together to answer one critical question.
Better Call Saul finally returns, and lets the ash settle.
The best television of the year had everything: fighting, torture, revenge, monsters, chases, escapes, true love, miracles, and a helping of political subversion.
Previewing my end-of-year list, here are a dozen shows worth binging on this summer.
Better Call Saul has always lacked the explosive forward momentum of its predecessor, but what it lacks in shootouts and cool robots and catchphrases, it makes up for in some of the best and most thoroughly devastating writing and pacing on TV. Season Three is the best yet.