Wednesday, 27 August 2008

TV review: Moving on from McDreamy

You know how it is: thither are way too many perky, cutesy, glib, beautifully peopled American light dramas on TV already�- Grey's Anatomy, Brothers and Sisters, Desperate Housewives�- and you're blowed if you're release to get sucked into another one.



And along comes another A-grade perky/cutesy number�- TV2's new Private Practice, (Monday, 8.30pm)�- and there's another weekly hour of your life story pleasantly atrophied for the foreseeable future.


Most annoyingly, Private Practice�- a spinoff from Grey's Anatomy�featuring Addison Montgomery�- is pretty much as appealing as its parent show.


It has a balmy, good-looking cast, heartwarming stories, and sufficiency of an undercurrent of subversiveness to cut the syrup.


To be the teeniest bit particular, it's a mild mystery story that they should pick Addison (Kate Walsh) as a star spin- cancelled, as she's not wildly charismatic, and no more than than routinely gorgeous by American TV standards�- which is, true, very gorgeous indeed, only usually a gal has to make that small bit extra.


Also, Addison burst into Grey's Anatomy as the forged girl�- the one who'd broken Dr McDreamy's spirit by having an affaire with his best friend, and then tried to win him back off series heroine Meredith.


Even if you don't hold that against her, you have to be somewhat cross that her return touched off an interminable series of make-ups and break-ups between Meredith and McD that has progressively made Grey's into a bit of a chore.


However, it seems clear from Private Practice that Addison's good luck charm is that she's a fixed point around which more type and likable characters posterior move.


The praxis she has moved to in Los Angeles includes Cooper, a wonderfully louche paediatrician (Paul Adelstein); Violet (Amy Brenneman), a disorganised but uber-empathetic psychiatrist; and surfer- dude-looking midwife trainee Chris (William Dell Parker), who is primetime little brother material.


The recitation is run by tough, scary fertility specialist Naomi (Audra MacDonald), who has just split up with her husband Sam (Taye Diggs), and it's clear that the fact they should never have divorced is going to cause up some of the plot for the next 30-something episodes.


But most of all, and here's the information Grey's fans motive the most, there is another Dr McDreamy, in the descriptor of substitute medical medical specialist Peter Wilder (Tim Daly).


It's clear that most of the plot for the show, as long as it runs, will worry the fireworks between him, with his acupuncture needles and tinctures, and Addison, who tends to handle the scalpel first and ask questions later.


Another wee criticism: Wilder isn't the remotest patch on the Dr McD of Grey's Anatomy. So far, I'd be labelling him Dr McSmarmy.


He's no more than averagely freehanded, but his looks are overlaid with that patronising, sanctimonious air that New Agers have toward the medical profession. He is smugly positive that Addison came indorse to township because, terminal time she lived in LA, he kissed her passionately.


She naturally insists the kiss had nothing to do with her return. We cognise better. And he has already begun to acquire her o'er, by display her, in a pitch room emergency, that stylostixis is a good fill-in for anaesthetic.


So he will woo her with Rescue Remedy, witchhazel and the Memory of Water theory, till in a twelve or so episodes, the show will devolve into the Grey's on-again-off-again romance schtick, and we'll be able to skip it.


But till then, there's much to enjoy, as American television seems to experience learnt from the British in recent years about how to create and sustain adorably eccentric characters.


One warning, however, is against what power be called Chic-Talk. On top of the McDreamy/McSteamy lingo is a new and potentially even more irritating tic of speech: "Focus!"


At least twice an episode there's an heroic all-in spat. Only mortal always shouts "Focus!" and the squabbling stops.


It palled the number one time it cropped up, but it's the kind of verbal gimmick that might well catch on in the workplace if Private Practice inherits regular half of the interview Grey's Anatomy used to have.


Which is another reason to be mightily vexed that it's so unredeemed enjoyable.


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