Fuck a 4:20 Report. We gotta know: are you guys still interested in Weeds? 'Cause we're having a bit of crisis where that show's concerned, thank you very much.
For one thing, we're angry that Albert Brooks is gone. He was the first actor in some time provide any actual human gravity to the show without being arch or smug, and now he's gone. He might come back, sure -- but what are we supposed to do till them? Take Nancy seriously?
Which brings up problem number two: we're really starting to dislike Nancy. Normally, we'd say that we don't have to like anti-hero drug dealers like her, and furthermore that she's doing what she can to help her family, except that whole speech she gave at the end of the last ep -- where everyone she knows was basically showing the bruises of the life they've lead following her (a bit on the nose, don't ya think?) -- was... well, what? It was sincere, yeah, but also clueless. Like when your pretty friend goes "Why can't I meet the right guy?" after screwing it up with your very nice co-worker. Enough already, Nance; you're not in Agrestic anymore. No matter how pointed the two-minute montage depicting you working in the maternity store was, you're hardly trapped in another "little box." Which means that you're not a rebel, or bringing down the system from the inside, or sticking it to anyone. You're a screwup, Nance: a not-great mom, a (now ex-) drug dealer whose ambitions and greed always seem to outstrip your skills, and it seems, you're now a willing spoke in the wheels of the only economy more depressing than the narcotics trade: human trafficing.
All of which leads us to problem number three: the show's getting repetitive. First Nancy had to learn how to sling weed, all those many eps ago. Awesome, funny, ha ha. But this season she had to learn how to be a courier, and now she's gonna learn to shuttle Mexicans and whoever else across (under, actually) the border? And she's still supposed to seem plucky? Urgh. Again: enough already.
Let's be clear about a couple things: we still love all the actors on the show, including Mary-Louise Parker (who's, like Katherine Heigl, is forced to work with what the writers give her) and especially Justin Kirk, who we've pretty much crushed on since back when he was sucking face with Jaime Pressley on Jack and Jill. (Yeah, we'll totally cop to that!). It's just, you know, like we were saying: enough already. Something needs to happen. Something not cute, not undoable, and -- while we're shooting for the moon here -- something that doesn't keep Nancy thinking she's "doing OK."
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