City Hunter: Episode 1
Ooh, I like.
Despite my frequent ribbing of this show, to be honest I was hoping
it would be good — the enjoyment of a good show always outweighs the fun
of making fun of a bad one. Always. So I was hoping that City Hunter’
pre-show identity crisis was really a case of bad promotional planning
than anything else, and I think that’s what it is — because the show
itself (so far, anyway) is assured, well-directed, strongly acted, and
gripping in the right places.
Regarding the promos: You know what would’ve cleared up a lot of my
confusion about the show before it aired? (Well, aside from using the
moniker City Hunter, which I still contend is really weirdly applied,
since it’s like no City Hunter I know.) If they’d explained, very
simply, that the setup is revenge thriller. A straight-up,
you-killed-my-father-now-prepare-to-die action-vengeance series. Don’t
bother with that extraneous clutter about MIT doctorates and heroines
working random part-time-jobs and fashion featurettes and veterinarian
side love interests. We’ll get to those when we get to those: The point
at hand shoulda been the story, which was ignored in favor of hyping
nightclub shoots and idol starlets.
Because you know what? Revenge thrillers are boss, yo. I’m ALL ABOUT
them. And when they’re done well, with fantastic charismatic lead actors
and an affecting backstory, why muddle up the pre-show buzz with the
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