This week, Dexter infiltrates a retirement home to investigate an aging killer called the Tooth Fairy. It’s kind of like Grumpy Old Men, except not hilarious. [h/t] Meanwhile, Big Bad Boy Hanks torments his prisoner, Tobey from Dawson’s Creek, with endless appeals to beg God’s forgiveness. (If I’m really sincere, maybe God will end this season prematurely?) But those two story-threads were basically treated like subplots for The Deb Show, which features your standard Deb Show plot: Deb freaks out. This time, it’s because she took the lieutenant position she’s clearly unqualified for, and has to deal with some actual responsibility for the first time in her bone-headed career. (Then again, who better to manage TV’s dumbest police department than the dumbest of all TV police detectives?) Now don’t get me wrong: I don’t have anything against Deb. I am actually quite fond of her! But only inasmuch as she’s supporting Dexter, sparring with Dexter, or unknowingly stumbling onto Dexter’s trail. No one has cared about her ridiculous love life since season one, and no one ever cared about her career trajectory.
Not that Dexter’s storyline was so great either. A body washes up and Dexter immediately recognizes the MO of a long-dormant serial killer he used to be obsessed over. Convenient! Even more convenient, the guy is a cranky loner who has no compunction asking a dead-eyed stranger like Dexter to drive him around Miami. Of course the guy figures out Dexter’s angle right before Dexter springs the trap, adding a thimbleful of actual suspense to the episode before wrapping up—mechanically, familiarly—with Dexter realizing that someday he might become Lonely Old Murderer himself. Then he drops his box of slides, which kind of seems like a big deal, but by that point in the episode there’s only 60 seconds left, and we need at least 40 for the big scary final shot of mounted corpses riding through Miami.
Here’s an idea: why not start the episode with Dexter dropping the slides and corpse riders in the street? That way, maybe we can skip redundant garbage like the redundant “Dexter worries over his legacy” plot (or at least scenes like “Dexter picks up his car”) and get on with the story. But I guess we’ll have to wait for next week to get that episode.
What else? Nakamura’s intern is obsessed with season one’s big bad, the Ice Cream Truck Killer, which suggests she might be this year’s Dexter-Hunter. Quinn tells Batista to stop being such a pushover, so he buys a Trans Am. Laguerta tells Deb what to do, but she decides for herself. Mos Def invites Dexter to a baptism party. A new detective arrives to take Deb’s old post, and he seems like a jerk. All stuff that could have happened at the beginning of the episode.
The way this season is shaping up, maybe these recaps should be a biweekly thing?
- “You put on a jacket. Over your regular clothes.”
- Fruit roll-ups make Dexter Jr. fart.
- “Do you get off hanging out with corpses?” “Push your dad off the end of a dock.” Oh, Grampy Psychokiller!
- Did anyone else see a Dexter screen saver on Dexter’s computer?
- I really like Mos Def’s glasses.
- Cool, a watchhorse!
- “Tonight, Walter Kinney will have his final tee-off.” What? Is “final tee-off” a phrase?
- Since when did Laguerta ever have Deb’s back? How is it even a possibility that Deb would trust her judgement? Oh right, dumbest cop on TV. Forgot for a second.
- “There’s no order anymore!!” Subtle.
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