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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 7:30 pm
Thought I'd take the opportunity of the resurrection of this show to open up a little discussion about it. Surprised actually to find that there was no existing thread for it because, whether one likes it or not, it's certainly among the most indelibly signature series of the century so far.
I happen to like it very much despite its supposedly reactionary political bent which is far more complex and nuanced than is generally acknowledged. The deceptive aspect of it resides in its action oriented form and relentless forward motion along with its extreme, even unhinged narratives, especially as it rolled forward. Of course I would argue that external form resembles the fracturing psyche of the main character more than a little.
Been re-watching the show from the beginning for the first time since original broadcast. It's remarkable to me for just how insanely addictive it is (and I've seen them all before!). It's like a pure narcotic drip. I'll often marathon through the bulk of some season set or other but nothing like this. I have to almost physically tear myself away or I'd end up watching all eight years straight through. Obviously the effect is intentional but I've rarely been as susceptible to it as I am here. It really is masterfully plotted and propels forward constantly like an unending ceaseless flow. And it helps too just how uniform every episode is no matter who directs; there's virtually no discernible deviation from the look and feel of how it all plays all the time. I know there are those with political/aesthetic objections who would disagree with this assessment of its magnetic pull but I am not one of them. I've also been taking advantage of the re-watch to try and determine to what degree certain decisions seem to have been made from the start or at least how much room is provided to allow for the various twists and character reveals (in other words, can it be said to make sense). If you're watching this with these sort of things in mind it takes a genuinely exhausting toll. The ticking clock becomes ironic counterpoint to the action, too; it actually ends up taking on a host of meanings after awhile as it has its own unyielding purity, both constant looming threat and the one reliable resource. The episode in which Jack "does what he does" to Ryan Chappelle (trying to avoid spoilers) is still one of the most flooring things I've ever seen on TV (well, that and the handing out of cyanide capsules to the infected hotel guests in that same episode). I still can barely believe it. The hardest of hard core.
As much as the presidency of David Palmer has been said to have actively paved the way in the public imagination for Barack Obama I would go further and say that race is no more essential to this idealist image than ethics. Because Palmer is the President that everybody wanted Obama to be--always steadfast, always forthright, etc. It is worth noting then that in no small part due to the factor of his integrity Palmer ends up a one term President. In his own way, as with Jack, he cannot yield or bend because to do so is to break.
Upon reflection I think season 4 may have been the best one. It comes together about as virtually perfectly as can be imagined for this show. They've perfected their propulsive forward dynamic here alongside giving convincing weight to often hysterical melodrama always attended by the savagely relentless clock (with its super portentous thundering crashes upon every passing second--still think this would be pretty funny to license out as an egg timer). The other big thing this season had going for it was the way it handled the return of former, beloved cast members, carefully and slowly brought back in till over time they were all back in proper place. Enormously satisfying. As was the attention payed to plot parallels and reversals, often reaching back to previous seasons, and the consideration given to the cost of "professionalism" and its questionable differences from "fanaticism". The return of the ever appreciated Mia Kirshner helped underline some of those themes. The plotting is surprisingly tight, too. And unlike Lost, that other zeitgeist show of the time, immediate questions produced by the material are almost immediately answered (I can't count the number of satisfying examples of this: I'd find myself saying, "Well, okay, but what about...?" only to have someone quite literally address just that a minute later). And this was the last season before things became really depressing right away. It's all pretty impressive for such an extended long form narrative. Uniquely exhausting though. I'd hate to live in this alternate US that's constantly under the imminent threat of nuclear holocaust ("If you don't let me make that phone call, ten nuclear reactors will melt down in the next five minutes!!").
Season 6 was a very pleasant surprise. I remember this season as being the show's nadir point and that seems the general consensus but it's actually not bad at all and, in fact, has a lot to recommend it. I think part of my initial reaction had to do with how scattered and generally unhinged things had become by this point (and the stuff with Jack's family came across as quintessential shark jumping). But looked at as a whole it's admirably *varied* rather than scattered. The structure needed to be shaken up and this did that. Also, the often utterly insane over-the-topness of it all reaches new heights here but what that does is allow for the show to shift slightly in the way it handles its central character. Though still shot through with ever widening cracking fissures and fault lines he simultaneously escalates to a pure iconic figure--the sheer hyperbole of everything sees to that. It's a wise move in terms of the overall series and the otherwise impossible to take seriously nature of it all. And somehow despite all that the show never abandons a vein of real emotional poignancy as well. It's understandably passed over quickly but it is always there and resonates (much of this has to do with Sutherland's consistently superb performance, hysterically overwrought much of the time but never fully losing touch with an essential recognizable humanness which makes his actions that much more disturbing). I also really appreciated the arc of Powers Booth's character. It's something for which this show rarely gets credit but the development of character over the extended and extreme duration is one of its strengths.
After rewatching the entire series I've also become so used to the whole "real time" thing that watching anything else is vaguely startling. Season 7 turned out to be far better than I remember too. So, oddly, at this point I would have to say the weakest overall seasons were 3 and 8, the final one. Which is surprising to me as I remember thinking 8 was great. And it is once it really kicks in but it drags on at the beginning far too long with the usual Macguffin drawn out to an almost excruciating degree (the one thing I really wearied of by the end was the constant recourse to "arming nuclear warheads" or "finding a detonator"; it was always better when they found something else). At least season 7 in its wild, chaotic insanity is varied enough for that to never be a problem. That season in particular prompts the question as to whether its ultra elaborate, byzantine narrative could possibly be made to make any sense at all. But that's not necessarily a problem.
Though it hardly needs to be said the show really does boil down to being an extended reflection or treatise on the application of torture. But more than that it's about the prolonged effects upon the characters themselves. By the end virtually everyone around our hero has been either killed or morally destroyed (not just "compromised"). It's hardly the pure triumphalist narrative many would claim. The relationship between Jack and Chloe is the crucial exception and one that provides a radical model for friendship and a deep abiding trust. As is suggested at one point the Jack Bauer character really does seem finally to be cursed (Job as ass kicker). But what remains fascinating is that, with very few minor exception I can recall, Jack is *always* right and yet the cost of that seems to be not only the loss of everyone and everything he loves but even his own capacity to love at all; it's the charting of a progressive dehumanization, a total disconnect and moral degradation, an inevitable descent into the abyss of an absolute authority.
Which is why the ending of season 8 is so strong. After what is almost too much set up Jack finally, irretrievably tips over the edge. He goes from being iconic to godlike (it really is The Apotheosis of Jack Bauer), a force of nature channeling the unrelenting vengeance of the Old Testament God, all knowing and without the restraint of moral norms or any civilized qualifications or governors on his actions any more. Actually, it's easy to see why Sutherland would want to return to this role. After this anything else would seem unfulfilling; it's like going from playing the god Ajax to some schlub in a CBS sitcom. As much as I welcome the return of this character and whatever he carries with him at this stage I still harbor some misgivings as I cannot imagine a better end than what we get in that final episode. He cannot meaningfully be killed (he's already died and came back at least twice); the only meaningful exit is what we had here: a bowing out, a heightened but ethereal fading away with a recognition of the last remaining fluctuations of love.
I happen to like it very much despite its supposedly reactionary political bent which is far more complex and nuanced than is generally acknowledged. The deceptive aspect of it resides in its action oriented form and relentless forward motion along with its extreme, even unhinged narratives, especially as it rolled forward. Of course I would argue that external form resembles the fracturing psyche of the main character more than a little.
Been re-watching the show from the beginning for the first time since original broadcast. It's remarkable to me for just how insanely addictive it is (and I've seen them all before!). It's like a pure narcotic drip. I'll often marathon through the bulk of some season set or other but nothing like this. I have to almost physically tear myself away or I'd end up watching all eight years straight through. Obviously the effect is intentional but I've rarely been as susceptible to it as I am here. It really is masterfully plotted and propels forward constantly like an unending ceaseless flow. And it helps too just how uniform every episode is no matter who directs; there's virtually no discernible deviation from the look and feel of how it all plays all the time. I know there are those with political/aesthetic objections who would disagree with this assessment of its magnetic pull but I am not one of them. I've also been taking advantage of the re-watch to try and determine to what degree certain decisions seem to have been made from the start or at least how much room is provided to allow for the various twists and character reveals (in other words, can it be said to make sense). If you're watching this with these sort of things in mind it takes a genuinely exhausting toll. The ticking clock becomes ironic counterpoint to the action, too; it actually ends up taking on a host of meanings after awhile as it has its own unyielding purity, both constant looming threat and the one reliable resource. The episode in which Jack "does what he does" to Ryan Chappelle (trying to avoid spoilers) is still one of the most flooring things I've ever seen on TV (well, that and the handing out of cyanide capsules to the infected hotel guests in that same episode). I still can barely believe it. The hardest of hard core.
As much as the presidency of David Palmer has been said to have actively paved the way in the public imagination for Barack Obama I would go further and say that race is no more essential to this idealist image than ethics. Because Palmer is the President that everybody wanted Obama to be--always steadfast, always forthright, etc. It is worth noting then that in no small part due to the factor of his integrity Palmer ends up a one term President. In his own way, as with Jack, he cannot yield or bend because to do so is to break.
Upon reflection I think season 4 may have been the best one. It comes together about as virtually perfectly as can be imagined for this show. They've perfected their propulsive forward dynamic here alongside giving convincing weight to often hysterical melodrama always attended by the savagely relentless clock (with its super portentous thundering crashes upon every passing second--still think this would be pretty funny to license out as an egg timer). The other big thing this season had going for it was the way it handled the return of former, beloved cast members, carefully and slowly brought back in till over time they were all back in proper place. Enormously satisfying. As was the attention payed to plot parallels and reversals, often reaching back to previous seasons, and the consideration given to the cost of "professionalism" and its questionable differences from "fanaticism". The return of the ever appreciated Mia Kirshner helped underline some of those themes. The plotting is surprisingly tight, too. And unlike Lost, that other zeitgeist show of the time, immediate questions produced by the material are almost immediately answered (I can't count the number of satisfying examples of this: I'd find myself saying, "Well, okay, but what about...?" only to have someone quite literally address just that a minute later). And this was the last season before things became really depressing right away. It's all pretty impressive for such an extended long form narrative. Uniquely exhausting though. I'd hate to live in this alternate US that's constantly under the imminent threat of nuclear holocaust ("If you don't let me make that phone call, ten nuclear reactors will melt down in the next five minutes!!").
Season 6 was a very pleasant surprise. I remember this season as being the show's nadir point and that seems the general consensus but it's actually not bad at all and, in fact, has a lot to recommend it. I think part of my initial reaction had to do with how scattered and generally unhinged things had become by this point (and the stuff with Jack's family came across as quintessential shark jumping). But looked at as a whole it's admirably *varied* rather than scattered. The structure needed to be shaken up and this did that. Also, the often utterly insane over-the-topness of it all reaches new heights here but what that does is allow for the show to shift slightly in the way it handles its central character. Though still shot through with ever widening cracking fissures and fault lines he simultaneously escalates to a pure iconic figure--the sheer hyperbole of everything sees to that. It's a wise move in terms of the overall series and the otherwise impossible to take seriously nature of it all. And somehow despite all that the show never abandons a vein of real emotional poignancy as well. It's understandably passed over quickly but it is always there and resonates (much of this has to do with Sutherland's consistently superb performance, hysterically overwrought much of the time but never fully losing touch with an essential recognizable humanness which makes his actions that much more disturbing). I also really appreciated the arc of Powers Booth's character. It's something for which this show rarely gets credit but the development of character over the extended and extreme duration is one of its strengths.
After rewatching the entire series I've also become so used to the whole "real time" thing that watching anything else is vaguely startling. Season 7 turned out to be far better than I remember too. So, oddly, at this point I would have to say the weakest overall seasons were 3 and 8, the final one. Which is surprising to me as I remember thinking 8 was great. And it is once it really kicks in but it drags on at the beginning far too long with the usual Macguffin drawn out to an almost excruciating degree (the one thing I really wearied of by the end was the constant recourse to "arming nuclear warheads" or "finding a detonator"; it was always better when they found something else). At least season 7 in its wild, chaotic insanity is varied enough for that to never be a problem. That season in particular prompts the question as to whether its ultra elaborate, byzantine narrative could possibly be made to make any sense at all. But that's not necessarily a problem.
Though it hardly needs to be said the show really does boil down to being an extended reflection or treatise on the application of torture. But more than that it's about the prolonged effects upon the characters themselves. By the end virtually everyone around our hero has been either killed or morally destroyed (not just "compromised"). It's hardly the pure triumphalist narrative many would claim. The relationship between Jack and Chloe is the crucial exception and one that provides a radical model for friendship and a deep abiding trust. As is suggested at one point the Jack Bauer character really does seem finally to be cursed (Job as ass kicker). But what remains fascinating is that, with very few minor exception I can recall, Jack is *always* right and yet the cost of that seems to be not only the loss of everyone and everything he loves but even his own capacity to love at all; it's the charting of a progressive dehumanization, a total disconnect and moral degradation, an inevitable descent into the abyss of an absolute authority.
Which is why the ending of season 8 is so strong. After what is almost too much set up Jack finally, irretrievably tips over the edge. He goes from being iconic to godlike (it really is The Apotheosis of Jack Bauer), a force of nature channeling the unrelenting vengeance of the Old Testament God, all knowing and without the restraint of moral norms or any civilized qualifications or governors on his actions any more. Actually, it's easy to see why Sutherland would want to return to this role. After this anything else would seem unfulfilling; it's like going from playing the god Ajax to some schlub in a CBS sitcom. As much as I welcome the return of this character and whatever he carries with him at this stage I still harbor some misgivings as I cannot imagine a better end than what we get in that final episode. He cannot meaningfully be killed (he's already died and came back at least twice); the only meaningful exit is what we had here: a bowing out, a heightened but ethereal fading away with a recognition of the last remaining fluctuations of love.