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Men In Trees: Season Two
A Techtite
Review
Sometimes "snatching defeat from the jaws of victory"
is putting it mildly. What happened here? The first season of this
series was so fun, people actually tried and find the town of "Elmo" while vacationing in Alaska.
Sadly, the town of Elmo doesn't exist. Even more sadly; thanks to this
horrible second season, fewer people might regret that.
Let's
cover some of the reasons the first season was so much fun, even to a
guy like me, whose fellow female couch potato wanted him to watch a
"chick show" once in awhile. Yet for the first season of Men in Trees,
being "forced" to watch this series was a guilty pleasure. It was a tale
of city slicker Marin (Anne Heche),
who at first looked at Elmo as a harmless place to escape and work on
her book, only to fall in love with not only the town, though also her
newly found soul mate, Jack (James Tupper). Sure it was the old
story of the city girl and the country boy, though Men in Trees
gave it a charm all its own...in season one, anyway.
True, the same supporting cast for season one returns
for season two, though what happened to them? Their first season
counterparts were so much more interesting! There was Marin's fellow city slicker, Annie (Emily Bergl), a
diehard fan of Marin's novels who follows her to Elmo, only to fall for
one of the local boys there; a naive, lovable young man named Patrick (Derek
Richardson). Patrick's mom is a Sherriff not unlike Andy Taylor on
The Andy Griffith Show, as the seemingly sole police officer needed
in this sleepy little town. Patrick's biological father is the good
natured Buzz (John Amos), whose wife, Mai (Lauren Tom) was originally
found via an overseas buy-a-bride style marriage service of sorts, yet
now they seem like the most solid married couple in town. Each character
was quirky and lovable, with the stories they were involved in filled
with imaginative plots, witty dialog, engaging comedy and well written drama,
throughout.
As you might've expected already: forget all
that for season two! The first mistake was the "new Patrick." In one
of many boneheaded story arcs, Patrick is struck by lightning and
forgets who he is. He suddenly wants to be a rough and tough guy,
totally alienating Annie in the process...and the viewing audience,
since Patrick and Annie's love story was half of the
reason anybody watched this show! As for the "other" half ---Marin and Jack--- their ups and downs became so bizarre, it
became less important to most viewers if they stayed together or not.
The plot twist where Jack was lost at sea was
quite poorly handled, since Jack never seems terribly afraid of
being on an inflatable raft in the middle of the ocean(!), Marin never seems particularly
concerned that he's missing(!!), and guest star Kelli Williams (The
Practice) never seems to provide any believable emotional resonance in
the supposed love triangle she was intended to create, as the woman
"lost at sea with Jack."
Such was the hackneyed formula of season two. Sure,
it's a chick flick series, and that means emotional angst. Though if
you're going to have couples break up, have their break ups make sense.
Every couple in the series
broke up for reasons
so inane, it was impossible to keep track of who did what to whom, presuming you bothered to
try. Why did Mai move out of Buzz's house?
It's best not to ask. Not even the "previously on Men in
Trees" prologues bothered to make any sense of it all.
All this would mean little, as long as the series
ended on a high note for its fans. While the season two finale wasn't
intended as a series finale, you would
hope that the writers of the series would have the foresight to provide
a season finale that ended the season with some sense of intrigue. You
need to end a season with something that makes the audience want to come
back for more next season, or else nobody's going to care when the
series is cancelled. Yet not only did the series finale not end any
stories; its bitterness was like fans
of the series were told "Thanks to you the ratings weren't good enough
so we're annoying you intentionally. Ha!"
Let's cover this with the simplest way to end the
series happily:
Jack and Marin happily together. Nope...or at least, not exactly. A stupid story arc has Marin try to
renovate Jack's home for some arbitrary reason, which leads to a quasi-sexist
story arc where Jack is the bad guy for not letting Marin renovate
Jack's home, even though they are not married, not engaged, and
if he did the same thing to Marin's home, she'd be understandably livid,
and wouldn't speak to him for days afterward.
Then there's Annie and Patrick.
At the eleventh hour, Patrick gets his memory back after that ridiculous
"I was struck by lightning and now I'm a nutcase" story arc. So he goes
running to Annie, who to put it as mildly as possible, has gone
completely Coo-coo for Co-co Puffs. A guy she barely knows asks her to
cut her hair really short like an old Sandy Duncan movie...and she does.
Time out please: how many straight men look at a girl in 2008 and say, "Hey; you know
what that girl needs? A homoerotic 1970's hairstyle worn by a totally
forgotten B-movie actress! Yeah!" So now Andy...oops, my bad: "Annie"...is sleeping with a local hockey star,
who she knows nothing about except that...well, he's a hockey star, and
she's now the town slut. When Patrick tries to "woo" her back with a poem
he reads in public, during a wedding proposal, she ditches him cold...and
I mean cold...only to leave the viewers with a bitter taste in their
mouths and an even more bitter feeling that the series just flipped them
off. Why? Because that's how the series ends. Annie humiliates her true
love because kinky sex with the hockey star is so much fun. The end.
"Thanks" for watching the series...except, not.
So ends what began as one of the most amusing chick dramas on TV.
It's first season seemingly did the impossible: make a woman-centric series
that appealed to men and women alike. Yet by this gratefully final
season, they seemingly did something just as impossible: taking an
enjoyable series and turn it into a bitter mess, in just under one year.
There are times when I've regretted conceding to watch various chick
flicks and whatnot, though I was able to shrug off how boring they were
to me, "because I was a guy." This series was different. I feel cheated,
betrayed, and perhaps even a bit insulted, by the writers of this
season. Sadly; my fellow female TV critic feels the same way. Goodbye,
Elmo!
---Techtite
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