Thank God for premium cable television. There are fewer boundries, few restrictions, and freedom to do as one pleases. For these reasons, HBO and Showtime draw some of the best talent and they tend to do their best work. The same is true for Showtime’s new series Californication.
Californication is a sexy, wild, and fun ride. David Duchovny stars as Hank Moody, a writer suffering from a crisis faith with an inability to write. He’s got an ex-wife (Natascha McElhone) and a daughter (Madeleine Martin) and the busiest sex life an unemployed, unmotivated, fucked up guy can have (and that’s A LOT of sex). He’s a perpetually self-loathing smart ass who can’t seem to move on from his split with his wife and after his soul-searching, dark novel was turned into a happy romantic comedy.
But Duchovny’s pitch-perfect performance adds intelligence and depth to Hank and a longing for something greater. What he is searching for, he cannot find, and the salacious situations he finds himself continually buried under make this a jilarios time. McElhone is not to be taken lightly either; she is Hank’s core and brings the right about of sexiness and nurturing quality to her character to nicely counterbalance Hank’s imbalance.
Some good twists and continuing storylines are well established in the pilot and certainly will play out in the future. The writing is strong, even though a little suprising from a writer whose only other credit that I can find is for Dawson’s Creek. Series directors, however, have a good pedigree and this may be a good instance of fresh scripts working well with established directors to make a fantastic episode. I think I’ll stick around for a while to see what Hank’s future holds.
6 outta 7.