See, lawyers are a staple of television and, as such, doing a show about lawyers unavoidably has a tendency to clich and repetition. For decades, TV presented an image of what a "good guy lawyer" is, which involves somehow representing innocent people in extremely convoluted criminal cases. And then there was The Practice. It was well written (for half of the seasons it lasted, anyway), it was well researched, and most of all, it had a slightly more realistic take on lawyers. That is to say, they were lawyers who represented guilty clients (which tend to be the only kind of client a criminal lawyer ever gets) and kind of freaked out when they had to represent a completely innocent guy, crushed beneath the responsibility.
I don't know if you've noticed, but there hasn't really been a successful lawyer show ever since. Boston Legal carried the torch, but it steered clear of criminal law, instead recapturing some of the Ally McBeal weirdness. So I guess I'm spoiled. The Good Wife comes along, I like the premise, I give it a shot for a few episodes... and, as it turns out, it's not terrible. It hints at the now unavoidable conspiracy theory, it is feminist in all the right ways... but it is still Perry Mason. Our guys are the good guys, sticking it to an overzealous, politized justice system by defending the misunderstood underdog. That was just boring in the 80s and 90s, but after almost twenty years of honest storytelling in television, from Hill Street Blues to House or The Practice, it just won't do.
This episode's premise, for instance, is far more interesting if the kid being defended by Alicia actually DID push the security guard, if the kid actually accidentally caused him to hit his head and die if the kid is caught up in a legal case that turns his unfortunate teenage ruthlessness into murder. Is it too harsh? Does it serve a purpose? Why is it done that way? What do you argue against it? Instead, it comes down to whether or not the sprinklers of the posh neighbourhood are turned on at precisely 11:15. I honestly couldn't care less.
That, and I absolutely hate when TV characters have sex with their underwear on while completely covered by bed sheets. It reminds me of The Flintstones and their separate beds and absolutely demolishes suspension of disbelief (besides making the characters feel like rather boring people). Children have probably seen stronger depictions of sexual acts in their saturday morning cartoons, if that's what we're supposed to be worried about.moreless





