Better Call Saul: Gloves Off

 "Just saying... you went a long way to not pull that trigger. Why?"

This is a fascinating episode. Yes, lots of plot happens. Yes, there are lots of characters from Breaking Bad doing rather cool cameos.But this is, at its core, a character study of both Jimmy and Mike, both of whose essences get a pretty thorough and pretty fascinating examination here.

Jimmy is lucky not to get fired. He may work for a snooty law firm. His bosses are right. We didn't keep them informed. Yes, hisb type of advert is successful. But Sandpiper isn't the firm's only case, and they have to be snooty because their upmarket clients are. Image matters, and that overrides day-to-day case needs. Jimmy, at heart a con man and salesman, an extrovert in a world of cautious introverts, is a fish out of water. We know he has no future here.

Does Kim? That's the question. She's the one who suffers here, unfairly. This is, quite simply, a dumping offence, yet Kim doesn't seem to dump Jimmy. She really, really likes him despite everything. And it's because of that, I suspect, that she's going to fall very far indeed.

The argument between Jimmy and Chuck, roles now reversed, is fascinating, deeply revealing in multiple ways, and superbly acted. Each has the measure of the other. Chuck is right that Jimmy is no lawyer, just a quick tongued shyster. Yet Jimmy sees Chuck's rigid hypocrisy too. I suspect neither of them will have a happy season.

But the excitement comes from Mike's strand of the plot. There's a tendency for episodes of Bettef Call Saul to revolve around clever plans, usually from Jimmy, with the fun being in seeing the plan play out. This time it's Mike's turn. Even better, it involves our old friend Tuco, with Raymond Cruz exqwuisitely menacing as ever.

And we end with the question posed by the quote. Yes, Mike is fiendishly clever, albeit fortunate that the police arrive exactly when the plot requires. But when Tuco gets out, Mike will be a target. Is he so determined not to kill? It's fascinating seeing the character get such depth, a deeply moral man who ends up as the Mike from Breaking Bad. The parallelk between his trajectory and that of Walter White can only be deliberate.

Better Call Saul: Mijo

 "I'm not a criminal! I'm a lawyer."

Yeah, Jimmy. You go on thinking that. But you've already started rolling down the slippery slope to criminality, which has its huge price. It's fascinating that this programme is more than just a prequel to Breaking Bad: it's a parallel. Saul, here back in 2002, is on the same trajectory as Walt, only without the psycopathy.

The episode is full of Easter eggs, especially regarding Tuco and his gang, all of whom survive at this point. But the way Jimmy uses the gift of his gab to not only survive his moment of extreme peril in the highly visually effective New Mexico desert is magnificent. He even manages to earn Tuco's respect. He's very fortunate that Tuco is so bleeding thick.

We move straight from extreme peril to a long, hilarios montage of day in, day out lawyering to petty criminals for a pittance, with Mike again being a strangely appropriate jobsworth.

We also get clues about Chuck. He's mentally rather than physically ill?

This is absolutely superb telly from Vince Gilligan. There are, of course, so many continuities in visua and thematic style from Breaking Bad. Yet Jimmy as the central character, and the profoundly amazing Bob Odenkirk as the star, is what makes this. The show, and Odenkirk's performance, is based on the grammar of comedy withoit necessarily being comedy. And it works so very well.

Better Call Saul: Uno

 "You work for people who have sex with chopped off head?"

Straight into this prequel to Breaking Bad- you knew this was coming- and crikey, this is already good indeed, even if we do already know the central character and are looking for Easter Eggs (hello, Mike as tollboth man).

But this is divinely crafted by Mr Vince Gilligan himself. We start, fasciinatingly, with a moustachioed Saul running that bakery in Nebraska he casually mentioned at the end of Breaking Bad... and his life is safe, if paranoid; decent, materially ok... and symbolically in monochrome. No wonder he drinks cheap whisky and watched videotapes of his glory days.

The, we flash back... so abruptly I thought my telly was on the blink- to Albuquerque... and the good old days are not as the rose tinted glasses see the, Jimmy McGill is a struggling public defender, talented yet offered no hope by the system, despite the urgings of his very interesting brother Chuck- intelligent, principled, cultured and (we assume) dying by some disease, probably cancer, which is a ****.

The argument between the two men is pivotal- Chuck was a partner in a law film who got ill, and has been shafted, to his brother's extreme chagrin, yet he refuses to sue the firm (Did it cause his condition? I admire how we are not just being spoonfed.) out of loyalty to the staff. He and  Jimmy disagree, yet here are two good, decent men disagreeing on points of conscience. Jimmy may have been guilty of ice-based naughtiness in his youth, butbhe;s a good man... whom we know will become a deeply cynical, criminal-adjacent lawyer in a trajectory which we cannot but parallel with that of Walter White.

And his first attempt at such cynicism in practice- with two young, naive, pathetic conmen- leads us to... Tuco, whom we know of old.

Oh dear.

I'm hooked already,

Incidentally, I'll be blogging this weekly. The Marvel series (currently Hawkeye) will continue as scheduled. I'll keep on with The Rings of Power, next episode (I hope) tomorrow. I have one more episode of Sandman. Then I really ought to start Andor, as I note three episodes have dropped.

I'll start a neew series, probably something vintage, when the constant stream of new telly alllows!

Breaking Bad: Grilled

 "Hey, you got the C bomb, man. All right?"

Every single episode of Breaking Bad so far has been a superlatively good bit of telly. For an episode to be excellent is, so far, the norm. Yet this episode manages to stand out. It's extraordinary.

There's a lot of story arc stuff here, obviously. Life goes on for the whole supporting cast, even if everything is centred around Tujo's kidnapping of Walt and Jesse. We see Hank, first of all in a hilarious opening scene at work and as he moves in and out of his comfort zone (acting all macho, chasing criminals even if he always fails to realise Walt's involvement), a shootout in the desert, even skilfully questioning Jesse's mother) and areas there he is much less assured (talking to Skyler, anything involving emotional intelligence). We see the devastating effect on Walt's family of his disappearance. And we're left to wonder just how the hell he's going to explain all this.

But much of the episode is heavily concentrated on the experiences of Walt and Jesse, completely at the mercy of the utterly fickly and mindlessly violent Tujo, a man who could simply kill them just like that for the slightest of reasons. There are so many moments of intense danger, and the feeling of constant tension is amazing, a testament to the excellence of both the script and the direction- and I suspect the unique mood of the artily shot New Mexico location has a lot to do with it too.

The acting is universally excellent, not least from Mark Margolis as Tujo's seriously ill father, uncle or whatever he is. The ending is surprising, satisfying, relieving and another kind of intense, all at once. How is Walt going to avoid Hank? How is he going to explain himself? How is he going to deal with the inevitable trauma?

This is as good as television gets.

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Breaking Bad: Seven Thirty-Seven

 "I'd say these two know their chemistry..."

This is exactly how to open a second series. It carries on smoothly from the end of the previous series... but it's already clear that Walt's ambitions are going to have to reach another level. He's having to get deeper in.

Not that he realises this at the start. After a short reprise we have further scenes of terrifying violence from Tujo, and it's already clear that, through sheer necessity, Walt is going to have to get rid of him. Life is simply too dangerous and fearful with Tujo around. Raymond Cruz does a superb job of portraying an absolute and unpredictable psychopath. And yet Walt- trying to hide his fear behind calm reason- tries to persuade humself, working things out in his head, that he needs to make $737,000 from all this, and then he can stop. Hah.

It soon becomes clear that Tuho is after them, as they've seen too much. It's a case of kill or be killed, and it's fascinating that, already, Walt is not even talking to Jesse about the morality of it all: it's all about the how. And Jesse feel huge relief when Walt tells him that he has a plan- even if it involves an adaptation of the famous killing of Georgi Markov- which again subtly shows how he looks up to his old teacher.

And yet the tension builds and builds up to the shocking conclusion. Worse, Walt's problems continue to build unsustainably. He just isn't going to be able o keep making excuses to Skyler. He needs to confide in her, but can't. And his instinctive post-crime sex goes horribly wrong this time. He just can't keep living these two lives. Something just has to give- and Hank, too, is again getting dangerously close, even if he has his own problems with his wife's acknowledged shoplifting.

This is a powerful and promising opening.

Breaking Bad: A No-Rough-Stuff-Type Deal

 "Why was it so damn good?"

"Because it was illegal."

This is a bloody good, bloody clever season finale that ends things at a perfect point:Walt and Jesse are now solidly established and in business- although the last scene with Tujo beating his own henchman to a pulp reminds us (and Walt) that this is a world where violence is not far away.

It's also a scene that establishes Walt, in this context at least, as the apha male he hasn't been for most of his life- it's a sign of Tujo's respect for Walt that he beats his own man for dissing him. But Walt gets off on risk, and feels horny during the opening scene as he hides in the very plainest of plain sight from the narco authorities, leading to what seems to be some rather good car sex.

There are some interesting contrasts with Hank- out of place in the baby shower scene- as he and Walt discuss the arbitrariness of the drug laws, something Hank can't see even as he smokes (illegal) Cuban cigars.

The theme of middle class "respectable" criminality spreads wider than that- is Marie secretly engaging in some fairly major shoplifting? And we also see Skyler using her wiles to wiggle out of admittedly unfounded suspicion. None out of either couple are entirely free of some kind of lawbreaking, and the episode nods at the sexiness of this.

Yet Walt's subtle attempt to see how Skyler would react if she only knew the truth yields no answers. Still, he and Jesse, after an episode of chemical cleverness solving problems and some top heist-themed farce, end up in a good position. This is a magnificent end to a splendid season.

So is Walt now going to move on Tujo...?

Breaking Bad: Crazy Handful of Nothin'

 "The faster they undergo change, the more violent the explosion."

Damn, this episode is clever.

I mean, there are all sorts of touches I could point to, from the flash forward to violence at the beginning to the way what Walt says in his chemistry lesson (see above) tends to foreshadow events. Yet ultimately this is an episode that pushes Walt's hands deeper and deeper into the blood as he commits more ad more heonous acts.

Things are out of control. Walt's chemo is leading to serious symptoms. He can no longer hide his cancer from Jesse, leading to a nuanced and extraordinary scene between the two men in which they seem to grow a little closer- and he may have to rely on Jesse for at least some of the cooking because of his ill health. This is not what he wanted: Walt makes it clear to Jesse at the start of the episode, tempting fate somewhat, that  he wants a clear division of labour. Walt cooks, while Jesse handles the sales and the "business" side. Walt thinks he can be the "silent" partner, and shield himself from all the ugliness. But we know that ain't gonna happen.

Nor are his excuses about why he comes home so late, or his lies about where the money for his treatment is coming from, at all sustainable. And he needs more money than can be gained from Jesse selling on the street- he needs to sell wholesale to a distributor. It feels natural at every stage how Walt is drawn deeper and deeper in, which is a sign of masterfu writing. It's a nice twist, too, that Hank's investigations get close to Walt but end up destroying the wrong man- the kindly caretaker who has helped Walt and whose only crime is to have smoked some weed. This is yet another tap, tap, tap on Walt's conscience.

In the context of al this, then, the conclusion is explosive in every sense.  Jesse has been hospitaised following his attempt to deal with the dangerous Tuco yet it is the badass Walt, armed with a little chemical oomph, who ends up the alpha male here- cleverly foreshadowed earlier as he bluffs Hank at cards, in turn reflecting how Hank failed to get his man. Layers upon layers. 

Walt gets what he wants, but at the cost of getting deeper and deeper in. He is slowly leaving his orderly life for one of violent chaos. "Heisenberg", as he is known to Tujo, is very much becoming a kind of uncertainty principle. This is clever, clever stuff, and bloody good telly.