Monk
The seasons may be only six weeks long, but they have one every two or three months. That’s how tonight’s episode of
Monk can be called another “season premiere.” It’s not as if anything in the formula has changed, but we wouldn’t want that, would we? There’s a murder that confounds the police until Monk notices something no one else could have noticed. Clues are everywhere, but it’s not until he explains them in the third act that everything comes together. It’s classic murder mystery, with the twist that the detective is obsessive-compulsive. Or is it such a twist? How did Sherlock Holmes notice the tiniest detail? And what’s with Bobby Goren on
Law & Order: Criminal Intent? You can’t tell me he’s completely normal. What makes Monk stand out is how his condition is taken for granted and played for laughs. And that’s why we keep watching, isn’t it? Every time there’s a season premiere, I’m there.
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