After this Monday night's episode, episode two of the new Showtime series "Californication," I'm not so sure about my like for this insanely-gratuitous-tits-and-ass half-hour show.
The thing is: I *love* David Duchovny. I will pretty much watch anything that he is in (and have) and he is the only thing keeping me onboard at the moment. In the first episode, I let a lot of downright-silly moments slide because they were setting up his character, that of the witty-albeit-completely-reckless writer/dad/whore, Hank Moody. The one-liners were funny and the actors great all-around (although it is still really creepy to see the youngest girl from "The Nanny" all grown-up, naked and reverse donkey-punching during sex) but it still left something to be desired, namely the "wow, this is an awesome show that I can't wait to keep on watching" factor.
But I could see where the story-line was headed potentially and that was enough to make me want to watch the second episode...until I saw the second episode, that is.
It was filled with all of these cheesy editing styles, which I know are meant to make the show look and feel more "L.A." but just came off as annoying and pointless to me, and yet again, more ramdom shots of tits and ass. I get that Hank is a playboy and sleeps with anything that shows the slightest bit of interest but, for the sake of his own likeability, does he have to look so pathetic? It's almost as if the writers of the show don't have enough interesting story-lines or dialogue to go around so they just place INSERT BREASTS into their scripts when all else fails. And no matter how cute David Duchovny's butt looks in those boxer briefs, it's starting to get old. Fast.
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