Okay, before I get going this morning, I want to direct you attention to my guest post on Standalones vs. Series over at Ex Libris for Stella’s 2 years Blog-o-versary!
Okay, that’s it. I’m calling it.
NBC’s Grimm is just flatlining. No matter how interesting the premise (and it had such potential–a fairy tales meet Supernatural meet pick-your-favorite-cop-drama), you cannot carry a show more than a handful of episodes without an engaging cast. And while we all agree that Munroe the Blutbad is a lot of fun, and we even like the partner (whose name escapes me at the moment), but our central hero, the guy everything is supposed to revolve round, the last Grimm is just flat BORING.
Now I have never seen David Giuntoli in any other role, so I have no idea whether the fault is with the actor or the script, though I am inclined to think there’s some of both. There’s nothing in the lines he’s been given to make him remotely memorable. Nick is not funny like Dean. He does not have Sam’s shoulders. He’s not delightfully, heart-wrenchingly tortured. I don’t feel anything for him other than impatience for him to get off the screen so somebody else with more personality can have a turn.
There have been so many opportunities to fix this. They could’ve paid attention and adapted his personality. Deepened him. Given him quirks. Interesting hobbies, even. Complicate his life. Run the fiance off. SOMETHING. But no, they’ve just let it float along, doling out less than a handful of breadcrumbs of metaplot per episode, and relying on…hell, I don’t even know what, to carry the show. It’s just NOT WORKING.
So I am sad to say, I am deleting the timer off my DVR.
At least with Once Upon A Time, I still care about the characters, I want to know what happens, and how they’re going to work everything out. It may have its issues, but I’m still watching, and I like it.