It’s about time things got back on track with our twitchy woman in the Los Angeles bureau. Last night’s episode of The Closer delivered not only an engrossing, hard-to-solve case involving the poolside murder of an in-demand Orange County divorce lawyer (police-procedural gold!) but also a hefty dose of Brenda Johnson’s Personal Life, resulting in a satisfying double-whammy that will undoubtedly get legions of viewers back in front of the tube next week for the second half of the episode.
What we know: The prime suspect in the case, a rich, nearly divorced hunk, has a first-rate talent for frustrating the cops; Brenda’s fiancé, Fritz, has two DWIs on his record that he failed to disclose to Brenda when they got together (interesting, but not so shocking; we would gone with a titillating but easily explained road rage incident or better yet, vehicular homicide!); Brenda’s forced detox from sugar isn’t going well, as evidenced by the Ding Dong, jelly doughnut, and vending-machine fare she tried to get her grubby paws on this week; and an elusive boating enthusiast named Topper Barnes’s sudden reappearance on the scene has threatened to imperil the LAPD’s not-so-solid case. (Speaking of which, why does this case matter so much again?)
What we don’t: Will Brenda lose all reason and dump Fritz for getting too sauced half a decade ago? Will the writers wisely decide to kill off the awkwardly queeny medical examiner who unfunnily makes Sgt. Gabriel squirm each week? Will we be spared more awkward May-December skeeziness from G.W. Bailey’s Lieutenant Provenza?
To be continued —Sara Cardace