Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Jordasch Explains This Week's Entourage: Tequila Sunrise

In the grand tradition of Charge-Shot!!! writers reviewing shows they end up hating - or just hating themselves for kinda liking - Jordasch has decided to tackle HBO's Entourage, simultaneously the most satisfying and infuriating show on the network. Because reviewing the show is a largely fruitless effort at this point, he's decided simply to explain it, character by character.

Eric: James Caan's son is still being a huge douche to E, and E is understandably threatened by a more interesting character. This is saying something, considering Scott Lavin is essentially an aggregate of high school movie jock archetypes who just happens to be a talent agent. But, for some reason, the two of them make up halfway through the episode, probably so that we can all be shocked when Lavin screw E over later on in the season. Because on Entourage, there's no such thing as a twist.

Drama: Johnny continues to be the most interesting of the show's central foursome. His ping-pong matches with potential costar John Stamos (who's meeting with Drama to see if the two of them have enough chemistry to do a show together) were actually funny. Entourage's "satirical" portrayals of stars usually amount to little other than "this guy's actually a huge douchebag in real life," but they're nonetheless the show's best moments. Plus, though a tad convenient, seeing Stamos agree to do Drama's sitcom was genuinely satisfying.

Turtle: The shady business deal that Alex (yes, the girl Turtle sexually harassed) introduced last week turns out to be an attempt to get Vince to endorse a Mexican tequila brand. Turtle's understandably pissed (he thought he had a shot at starting a legitimate business), but I was even more pissed that I got tricked in to watching a fucking tequila ad (yes, it's a real brand of tequila, and no, I'm not going to link it). I know the show's basically an advertisement for a revolving cast of out-of-work actors, but I draw the line at actual product endorsement. I mean, come on, Wahlberg, what happened to all that Departed cash?

Vince: Literally did nothing other than distract John Stamos from actually hanging out with Drama. And the episode was, consequently, much more enjoyable.

Ari: Though the guys over at the A.V. Club see Ari's plotlines as becoming increasingly perfunctory, I still count the seconds until Jeremy Piven's asshole superagent appears on screen. He's still trying to bring that NFL franchise to L.A., and, this week, he brings in a bunch of Hollywood heavy hitters to see if he can scrounge up enough cash. That in itself isn't particularly fun to watch, but hearing about former Ari subordinate Lizzie (Autumn Reeser, the saving grace of The O.C.'s fourth season) trying to poach clients away from the agency is damn near exciting. Plus, we got a brief glimpse of Andrew Klein (Gary Cole), whose tenure on the show was cruelly cut short most likely by Cole getting a better job. Well, cruelly for us, I guess.