Since Jed is busy running our Danish drama department and I unexpectedly fell in love with the pilot last week, I’ll be covering Smash for a while – at least until it drives me mad à la Glee. Because it will drive me mad eventually, right? Even if I’m so not there yet.
There are already matters perplexing me, though. Why did ”The Callback” spend so much time on the Julia adoption storyline, the Julia marriage storyline, the Julia anything storyline? Who on earth cares about Eileen’s divorce? Is Dev the most boringly predictable boyfriend with the most boringly predictable “resents girlfriend’s work” storyline ahead of him, ever? Which combination of these tired tropes will be what drags the show down?
But there’ll be time enough to worry about that later – not now, when we’ve just seen all these fabulous scenes with Derek putting Karen through her paces, finding unexpected, er, depth in Ivy, and just generally being brilliant. Frankly, not a single other character matters. Not even a little bit. Jack Davenport carried this, with nice work from Katharine McPhee and Megan Hilty, a fun and schmaltzy soundtrack (Call Me was my favourite, 20th Century Fox Mambo was a bit weird) and lashings of chemistry between Davenport and anyone who happened to be sharing a scene with him. I loved all of that. Everything else was a bit duff, true, but nowhere near enough to stop me looking forward to episode 3.