By Keith Uhlich
The fences go up in the aftermath of the miracle that closed the second episode of John From Cincinnati. In “His Visit: Day 2 Continued”, young Shaun Yost (Greyson Fletcher) is now fully, and inexplicably, recovered from his fatal neck injury. His family and friends spirit him away from the hospital on the roundabout recommendation of the kindly and curious Dr. Michael Smith (Garret Dillahunt), but instead of basking in the joy of the occurrence, this head-on encounter with the unexplained allows all involved to open up past wounds and kindle new fears and prejudices. Creator David Milch and episode scripter Ted Mann’s meaning is clear: old habits die hard.
The ever-paranoid (and Debby Boone-fearing) Barry Cunningham’s allusion to Robert Frost’s poem “Mending Wall” provides the episode its primary theme: in the presence of the unknown, retreat to what is familiar. Milch, Mann, and director Mark Tinker illustrate this often involuntary foible of human nature in various ways, many of them memorably comical. Drug dealer Steady Freddy Lopez (Dayton Callie), consigned to sitting vigil in the hospital parking lot, gets the Milch soliloquy of the week, expounding on the pleasures of the Sarah Brightman-Andrea Bocelli cover of “Con Te Partirò” before recoiling when Bocelli doesn’t come in where expected. “What’s this? Different version?” he asks of the ether.Perhaps so, in the sense that even a favored song can attune itself to the needs of a particular moment in time, revealing, in the process, untold and illuminating layers of meaning. Yet the discovery is still unnerving, especially for those of us caught, so irrevocably, in the confines of routine. The best thing to do, as Freddy discovers, is to go with the flow, first fracturing the hand of his subordinate Palaka (Paul Ben Victor) in an ultimately unnecessary attempt at pretense, then helping to distract the reporters when the Yost family (blood relatives and surrogates alike) exits a hospital side-door with Shaun in tow. Brightman’s populist soprano stylings swell to the occasion (one more example in John From Cincinnati of a collective working in unwitting harmony), and the effect is lyrical, soul-stirring, profound.
Indeed, my favorite scenes of John From Cincinnati’s third installment are those underscored with song and, to this end, the episode’s key sequence must be counted as the one between otherworldly John Monad (Austin Nichols) and surf-store employee Kai (Keala Kennelly). A propulsive Delta Blues ditty as background accompaniment, John exhorts Kai to “See God,” whereupon she falls into a trance and witnesses several Imperial Beach denizens – drug-addict surfer Butchie Yost (Brian Van Holt), motel employee Ramon Gaviota (Luis Guzman), and illegal alien shuttle-man Vietnam Joe (Jim Beaver) – succumb to a intense burning sensation. It's another moment of unconscious connection, and Kai isn’t having any of it. “Don’t do that to me again, John,” she says upon waking.Some may dismiss Kai’s seemingly instinctive evasion of the miraculous as a writer’s conceit, but it meshes with the surf-culture mentality that Milch and company are exploring. A clear dividing-line exists, for many a surfer, between land and sea. Only on the ocean are they fully themselves, attuned to the rhythms of the world in ways that, for the most part, can only be reconstituted in landlock via illicit and/or solitary means (and then only as pale imitation). Off the waters of Imperial Beach, these characters fall prey to their weaknesses, a point quite literally illustrated when elder surf statesman Mitch Yost (Bruce Greenwood) catches his leg on a nail while jumping a backyard fence. “You’re hanging there like a side of beef,” says Butchie when he comes upon his dad’s predicament. The two connect for a brief moment of father/son simpatico, but once the physical hurdle is cleared, Mitch goes on his selfishly separate way, ostensibly to rendezvous with imposter filmmaker Cass (Emily Rose), who is in the clandestine employ of surf promoter Linc Stark (Luke Perry). (Most everyone on John From Cincinnati is wearing a mask of one kind or another.)
About the only person who openly engages with the day’s events is Dr. Smith, who comes unannounced to the Yost household and requests an audience with Shaun. “Watching a stranger tie himself in knots is probably not your idea of fun just now,” he stammers to Shaun’s grandmother Cissy (Rebecca De Mornay), who nonetheless admits the physician with little resistance. Dr. Smith finds Shaun in perfect health, and also somewhat annoyed at the adults’ treatment of him as a fragile vessel. “This sucks,” he offers while Dr. Smith runs him through a series of physical tests. All this miraculous brouhaha and he just wants to go skateboarding. For all the criticism (undeserved, in my opinion) of Fletcher’s flat-affect performance, he makes for a wonderfully reactive and observant screen presence. An earlier scene in which Cissy and Mitch have a heated argument is punctuated by a cut-away shot of Shaun lying on his bed, fully aware of the events transpiring just outside his door. The youngest Yost has not yet built up his protective emotional barriers – everything makes an impression, for better and for worse.“I am so happy,” says Dr. Smith in the episode’s climactic moments, though it’s clear that he doesn’t quite know where his elation is coming from. It is merely organic to the moment, and Shaun, with Cissy’s hard-won permission, acts as the feeling’s conduit. As a crowd gathers outside the Yost household, Shaun takes to the backyard half-pipe, wowing the gathered reporters, neighbors, friends, and strangers as Lazarus might have the multitudes at Bethany. Kai and John come upon the throng. He looks forward knowingly, while she looks on in awe. “See God, Kai,” he says to his companion. And as Shaun effortlessly crests the half-pipe’s apex – bridging the gap, breaching the wall – she, and we, do just that.
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Keith Uhlich is managing editor of The House Next Door and a contributor to various print and online publications. John From Cincinnati recaps run every Monday for the duration of the series.
20 comments:
"Brightman’s populist soprano stylings swell to the occasion (one more example in John From Cincinnati of a collective working in unwitting harmony), and the effect is lyrical, soul-stirring, profound."
Yes. Not that this show needs to be reminiscent of Deadwood to be compelling, but the hospital fleeing scene was quite Deadwood-like in its dance of people helping other people in that unspoken choreographed way.
Very moving.
One does need a healthy dose of suspended disbelief, though, to accept a hardcore drug dealer like Freddy being able to have this kind of compassion. But they make it work through sheer force of . . . well, I'll just say good acting and writing.
"For all the criticism (undeserved, in my opinion) of Fletcher’s flat-affect performance, he makes for a wonderfully reactive and observant screen presence."
Agreed. Well put.
I think Fletcher's voice is what puts me, and perhaps others, off. It's as anti-charismatic as his surfing is charismatic.
And I, too, found the fleeing-the-hospital-to-Sarah-Brightman-of-all-people scene the first one in the series that I really responded to, perhaps because it was the first one that seemed at least partially intentionally funny.
As for the burning sensation, Milch is as likely as the next Yale English lecturer to be familiar with John Donne's description of God as a sun that blazes without dawn or dusk.
This week's music selections (pretty sure on all of them):
Hospital Escape: "Time to Say Goodbye" (Solo Version) by Sarah Brightman, from "Classics"
Kai Sees God: "Boogie Chillen" by Buddy Guy & Junior Wells, from "Alone & Acoustic"
End Credits: "Feeling Good" by Muse, from "Origin of Symmetry"
Interesting show, interesting analysis.
Has anyone noticed that Michael Smith was the name of the "Martian" in "Stranger In A Strange Land"?
Why was almost everyone at the house dressed in black or grey?
Does anyone know what the smoking implants were on Butchie's head? HBO says they're "aerials" but that doesn't clarify much... Were implanted devil horns?
They were hairpulgs.
BEC: They are screws, or rather the opposite of screws (the female part?), that are implanted so that horns can be screwed in. Pretty extreme.
I enjoyed the recap and analysis. This show still has me scratching my head, yet continuing to watch. The thing I'm surest about is that the show is lots of fun to write about ... Episode 2
We already knew it from Deadwood, of course, but this episode proved again that Garrett Dillahunt is a really fantastic actor. The final scene hd me convinced that his character is going to be the first apostle of, well, whoever turns out to be the ultimate Jesus figure on the show, though if Milch is retelling the New Testament, he's doing so ultra-mega-loosely, since Jesus' first followers came on board in a much different manner.
What I like the most about this show is how ridiculously hard it is to figure out where the whole thing is going...
Have you heard the good news? "Twin Peaks" has risen.
Thanks Nomi!
The coolest thing about Greyson Fletcher is that he's NOT acting. What he's doing (being himself?) is so much better than anything a professional teenage actor could come up with. He's believable, and he's especially glorious when he's surfing or skateboarding.
Thus far I've been able to rationalize Fletcher's affectlessness as a choice by Milch et al. - they need a kid who can really skate, and they simply accept the lack of expressiveness in dialogue as the price for that astonishing final frame (the smile on his face as he comes out of the halfpipe is the brightest on the show so far). His way of speaking started to grate on me a touch this week, but I imagine we're to see him more as a reflection of the family dynamics than a major contributor to them (just like John). Maybe he'll open up as time goes on.
In the meantime, most everything around him is so riveting it's churlish to complain. I thought of Stranger in a Strange Land immediately (though Milch is gentle where Heinlein was nastily ironic) and 'sharing water' is certainly a link between the two texts.
Not as strong an installment as the last two weeks, but that's alright. The show continues to delight, making its critics seem small and dull.
this show SUCKS so bad I can't bear to watch it anymore. PURE SHIT.
Not one single character is likable. Even John-whatever-he-is. They make California look even more scummy, rundown, disgusting & polluted than it already is.
Wish they'd bump this trash to Monday nights and put Big Love back on Sundays. Would make more sense. Sunday's still feel so lost without the Sorprano's.
When I hate a show, I simply don't watch it. Don't think about it. Don't read about it. Don't care about it.
More about aerials:
The horn-like pieces of metal screwed into the skull implants are called aerials.
Aerials are also the name of the in-the-air skateboarding moves that Butchie incorporated into surfing.
When he's talking to the doctor, Butchie refers to the surfing aerials pissing off some old-schoolers, which then spurred him on to say "screw you" back by getting the implants.
He doesn't use the term "aerial" in reference to the inmplants (though it is named in the episode guide -- maybe originally it was in the script?), but I don't think it's a coincidence that they are the same word.
I think i tried to say this before on here, but Greyson is perfect. I say that as a San Diegan and a surfer, but objectively, as i hate most kid actors.
Kids here are exactly like him. Especially with adults. Groms, as we call them, play everything close to the chest. Having been one, i can tell you it is a way to learn and maintain cool. They are ultimately frustrating because everything is like dropping a coin in a well and not hearing a "plunk" at the bottom.
So people know... Greyson Fletcher is son of Christian Fletcher in real life, who in the late 80s and early 90s was a pioneer of the sport, bringing airs and a more skateboardlike influence into surfing. He was instantly shunned by most of the old guard as revolutionaries often are. Judges didn't even know how to score his maneuvers in contests. He was also a bit nuts, extreme before extreme was mountain dew extreme. He rebelled against the corporate part of surfing, seemingly taking it very personally. Drugs followed, and so forth and so on. Hence Butchie. getting horns implanted into his head is something CF would have done...
I too was on the fence about this show after watching the pilot. But after watching all of the behind the scenes clips I knew something had to be there.
Being home this week with pneumonia i decided to watch all three episodes in a row. Man am I hooked. What a well written show... On the outside it seems so simple, yet it is so complex. I look forward for whats to come.
P.S. As for Fletcher. The kid is dead on. You can see it in his eyes. If you lived in that kind of chaos you would have some confidence issues too.
Viewers hating this show obviously hated the last episode of the Sopranos, too. HBO please bring us more terrible TV, the sooner the better. I have gone back and watched the re-runs unlike any others.
This quality will be hard to keep up for more than a dozen episodes, so enjoy it while it lasts.
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