The Televangelist: ‘Pan Am’ Season 1, Ep 3
Wherein I give “Pan Am” some notes on how to get better
- ABC.com
- You’re not Jon Hamm! The real Jon Hamm is over there! You’re an impostor!
?I’m going to be brutally honest here. I have nothing to write (and yet …). I watched “Pan Am” a few hours ago, was moderately entertained, but was distracted by the sweat I was accumulating trying to formulate a response to it. There have been times in my reviewing past, with certain shows, where I have pulled a rabbit from a hat even I didn’t know existed (
?Still “Pan Am” gives me very little to work with, especially following (and perhaps especially because it follows) a “Breaking Bad” finale that would make the most hardened of television detractors weep with joy for the resurrection of the medium. I have tried to defend the show in the past two weeks as finding its legs, being sugar-coated but that’s ok!, and succumbing, even through my rage at the Jonah Lotan recasting, to pandering to those who might be obsessed with it based solely on style. But I can’t go on! I’m tired! I’m beat! I was spoiled by “The Good Wife” into thinking that a one-hour drama on a Sunday night meant great things, even if it was a network drama!
?If I jump ship next week in favor of, perhaps, “The Good Wife” (TBD) there’s still a good chance I’ll continue giving “Pan Am” a look-in. Mostly because I need something to watch while I eat lunch on slow Wednesday afternoons, but also in the hope that it may get better. Last night’s episode was a start, though if I was revising the unaired scripts I would suggest the following: