DETROIT 187 “Motor City Blues” Review

DETROIT 187 Motor City Blues Episode 17

DETROIT 1-8-7 “Motor City Blues” Episode 17 – First off, to all the Daemon’s TV fans of Detroit 1-8-7 who gave me a glimmer of hope that Detective Stone might still be alive …

You’re banned. All of you. Banned! No more Daemon’s TV for you!

Just kidding. Stone’s dead, and I simply have to deal with it. The small comfort I have is that you all have to deal with it too.

I liked the opening montage of “Motor City Blues,” with Gnarls Barkley’s “Who’s Gonna Save My Soul?” playing through the various scenes of people coping with the aftermath of Stone’s death. It seemed the only person who wasn’t trying to deal with it or reflect on it in some way was Fitch, and really … He’s not exactly “Grief Counselor” material, a fact that Sanchez still hasn’t apparently realized.

Now of course this episode will begin a litany of “should they/shouldn’t they” questions from fans of the series and Fitch/Sanchez shippers, since it seems as though the show is setting up a possible romance between the two. And I have mixed opinions on that sort of thing happening. First and foremost, I think Fitchez would play badly. I don’t think either character is particularly suited for the other, and I don’t just mean in age difference alone (though that would be one issue). I think their personalities—two bottled up and intensely private people—would not make for engaging television. Not unless you drastically change one of them (Sanchez probably). You would essentially have a relationship that consisted of one asking the other, “You cool?” and the other responding, “Yeah, I’m cool,” day after day. And both being happy with that. No real conflict.

However, do I think a short, mistake-filled affair would be good for the story? Hell yes! By all rights, Fitchez would be a train wreck (Sanchez looking for short-term comfort/empathy and Fitch being Fitch), and it could cause all sorts of chaos within the precinct. Pile on top of that the fact that little Bobby is obviously going the vicarious crush route on Sanchez in trying to set her up with his dad (which makes sense if you’re a kid, since the ages of “adults” aren’t quite so disparate), and a short affair that blows up spectacularly would be intriguing to watch. Especially since they seem to inherently incompatible.

Sadly, the fact that we have only one episode left this season likely rules it out. We can make our wish lists for next season… if next season happens.

A note on Vadim Imperioli—Michael Imperioli’s son, who plays Fitch’s son: Not great. Not horrible, but he’s got some things to learn. Some of the kid’s lines felt rushed. He’s going to need more than nepotism, the Imperioli nose, and really good hair to be taken seriously as an actor. The good news is he’s young, and if he continues to work around the cast of this excellent show he’s going to pick up more than a few useful tricks. I liked the scene in which Bobby was giving career advice to Wendy, but that scene mostly hung on the slightly-mystified looks Erin Way gave her character.

A more direct casting complaint I had was Heidi Johanningmeier playing “house painter/activist” Margie Parker. Rarely does Detroit 1-8-7 get casting wrong, but this role honestly just felt like a bone being thrown to an up-and-coming actress who simply needed a role in something. And they just wanted to keep her happy. Like they had to get a stunner like Johanningmeier for a part that required thick glasses and indie-cred clothing straight from The Vault? And no, I don’t have anything against pretty actresses being uglied up; that’s Hollywood. But I at least require them to sell the part. She sounded thoroughly unconvincing and uncomfortable in the role. Next time, find an ugly actress that can at least play an activist. Or find another role for Johanningmeier if you’re hell-bent on using her.

Anyway, “Motor City Blues” was enjoyable, if not a bit of a come-down from the last brilliant episode. How many of you pegged the art teacher as the murderer right away? I did too.

It ended well, with Fitch and his son sharing a Coney dog dinner with Sanchez (please note the waiter said “pop” instead of “soda”—authentic Detroit FTW!) while “Falling Slowly” by Glen Hansard and Markéta Irglová played in the background. And as a bit of a teaser we got to see the identity of mobster Albert Stram (the always-cool Tommy Flanagan), suckin’ on a stogie and watching Fitch, Bobby, and Sanchez dine.

Next episode—the season ender—looks explosive. Can’t wait!

Oh, and for those of you who didn’t catch the promo—it’s this Sunday! Not Tuesday!

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